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Posting will begin on the 1st December :)

Day 1: Breeding Kink
Day 2: Mommy Kink
Day 3: Cock Warming
Day 4: Spanking
Day 5: Oral
Day 6: Mutual Masturbation
Day 7: Sex Pollen
Day 8: Degradation Kink
Day 9: Predator/Prey
Day 10: Sensory Play
Day 11: Sonomphila
Day 12: Pegging
Day 13: Wax Play
Day 14: Exhibition kink
Day 15: Corruption Kink
Day 16: Temperature play
Day 17: Threesome
Day 18: Thigh Riding
Day 19: Edging/denial
Day 20: Daddy Kink
Day 21: Rope Play
Day 22: Voyeurism
Day 23: Praise Kink
Day 24: Pregnancy Kink
Day 25: Size Kink

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At first, both of you hated the idea of going to your cousin's wedding. The two of you would much rather stay at home than endure the small talk of the family. Your dress clung to the curves of your body in such a perfect way it almost made Leon fall to the floor when he saw you leave the bedroom this morning. The ceremony was beautiful, held in such a magical place he loved seeing you take mental notes throughout the day fiddling with the expensive ring on your finger. The same one everyone had fawned over all night, prying for details about the intimate moment you both shared. You smiled at him from across the room, the small children surrounding you as you took turns dancing with them. He couldn't help but wonder about the future of you two and the way you would act with your children. “She’s a natural they always love their auntie” Your mum spoke from beside him. He was impressed by the woman's ability to sneak up on him despite his years worth of training, perhaps he was just too smitten with you. “She sure is” He responded. Your mother just chuckled, not failing to notice the expression on Leon’s face as he watched you play with the children. The smile on your face was bright enough to light up the room.

He watched as you twirled each child around, making sure they all had their moment. He barely heard your mother’s dismissal, her laugh fading to the background as he made his way across the dance floor to you. Your eyes lit up as he presented his hand to you, a dramatic bow followed as the children laughed at his antics. “May I have this dance?” He spoke, his signature grin spread across his face as his eyes flicked up towards you. Your hand was small and gentle in comparison to his.“You may” You chuckled as he whisked you away. His arm encirling around your waist tugging you close to him. Your head rested on his chest as you swayed to the slow music. Both of you fade amongst the crowd of the other couples.

Leon rested his chin on the top of your head, placing a small kiss against your crown. “I’ve been thinking” he whispered, his voice barely audible over the sounds of the night. “That’s never good” You retorted, a giggle leaving your lips as he feigned offence. “What if we had one?” He asked. The question was lost to you for a second, the intention behind his words unclear until you turned towards where the children were now running around playing tag together. You had never spoken about this before, always opting for him to approach you with the topic when he was ready. “I wouldn’t object” Your reply was simple, and straight to the point. It left him thinking as he continued to hold you close, allowing him to process the information and take the lead on the subject as a whole.

As the night continued the more he thought about it. He watched you flutter around the room with your siblings. He found himself imagining what your frame would look like with a swollen belly, which is evidence of his claim on you. His jealousy always ran hot whenever someone would approach you, his deep routed insecurities of never deserving someone as good as you. The ring was evidence that you weren't on the market but never stopped people from trying. There was always an endless supply of men to ward off when you both were out in public. His touches and protectiveness were never enough to show the greedy suitors that you were his and he wasn’t sharing. By the end of the night as you both walked through the corridors of the hotel his cock was already at half mast as he lost himself in the thoughts of impregnating you.


Leon sat on the bed watching as you slowly began to wind down. His cock throbbed in his restraints as he watched you pull the fabric down your body, your hips shimming as you struggled to get it past. You turned to him in your underwear, a faint blush spreading across your cheeks at his intense stare. “What are you thinking about Leon?” You smiled as you walked over to him now standing between his legs. You could feel his erection through the trousers where it poked at your thigh. Your hands slid underneath the collar of his blazer, taking it off slowly whilst squeezing his biceps. He could see the lust in your eyes - perhaps you were thinking of the same thing? Craving his desires that haven't left his mind since he had started to think about them. “What if we were to try tonight? For a baby I mean” He questioned. You hummed as you pretended to think about it, your answer was clear physically as you began to undo the buttons of his shirt but he needed to hear it verbally. A smile grew on your face you looked down at his eyes maintaining contact as you replied, “Yes, I think that would be great”

Leon smirked as he stood up from the bed, his form now towering over you. His hands were cold as they caressed your shoulders, moving down to hold your hands. His chapped lips encased your own, pouring love and passion into the kiss as he turned you around. Your knees hit the edge of the bed as you fell backwards onto it, taking his hint and began crawling backwards to the headboard. You watched as he finally shed his clothes, an obvious tent in his boxers as he made his way around the bed towards you. Leon captured lips again in a heated kiss, a small spot on his boxers appearing as his cock dribbled out pre cum. “I love you” He murmured into your neck. Your heart swelled with love as he continued his kisses down your body. Sucking soft marks against the curves of your breasts, you arched your back against him, his fingers making quick work on the clasp of your bras as he freed them. “God I can’t wait for these to grow” He chuckled, taking them in his hands and kneading them as he watched your face contort in pleasure. His teeth grazed against the stiffened peaks of your nipples. “What about you love?” he added, stopping his actions as he waited for your reply. “Yes…I want it too…please Leon” You whined your chest arching into your hands desperate for him to continue. Satisfied he continued his journey down towards your pussy, smirking as he saw the outline of your lips from where the fabric began to stick to it. His breath fanned against your clothes pussy cooling your arosual slicked underwear making you squirm against the sheets. He pulled his boxers down, smirking as your head popped up to take a look at his length as it sprang free.

The tip was beading pre cum, the substance wasted as it dribbled down his cock. His fingers slipped underneath your waistband shimmying the underwear down your thighs. He watched as you spread your legs for him, your pussy covered in your own juices just from the ideas he was planting in your head. You felt pressure at your entrance as he lined himself up, his tip slowly entering you as he let out a low groan. Leon felt your velvet walls flutter around his length, it felt like you were moulding for him, eager clenching around his shaft as if they were already trying to milk him. “God baby… you're already so prepped for me” He groaned as he looked down at you, meeting your lust-blown eyes. “I’ve been craving this Leon…you spilling so deep inside me” You rambled, your words coming out in small pants as he began to thrust inside you, admiring the white circle that formed at the base of his cock. “I want you to cum inside me and make everyone know who I belong to as my body changes because of what you did to me”

You felt his cock twitch inside you, his groans now falling into your ear as he pressed himself even further into you. His brain slowly imagines what you would look like as you changed because of what he did. What he was going to do to you. He lifted your leg over his shoulder, the stretch adding an ache that soon washed away to the pleasure at the new angle. His eyes screwed shut as he focused on driving himself into you. The guilt kept trying to creep in at his lack of pleasuring you, focusing only on himself but to you seeing him so desperate for this his mind solely focused on his release inside of you made it so much hotter. With a final groan, he spilled himself inside, his load coating your walls spreading warmth throughout your body. Your orgasm followed shortly after as he continued to bury his seed inside. He wasn’t even pulling out the whole way anymore, just thrusting inside you. He smiled down at you, his grin infectious as he looked at your flushed cheeks. He pulled you in for a kiss, holding you close as he relished in the post-orgasm feeling. Refusing to let his cock slip out of you despite the cum dribbling down his balls from where he remained. You could still feel him twitching inside of you evidence to his brain not leaving the train of thought. “Guess I’m in for a long night?” You chuckled. Leon grinned down at you. “Long night? Baby, I’m not stopping until this takes”
His fingers caressed your stomach, smiling down at it as his thoughts ran wild.

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Leon groaned as he arrived home, the image of the endless piles of reports he left at his desk haunting him. The warmth of his home enveloped him, and the scent of cookies filled the space. Your eyebrows pinched in concern as you watched him slump into the dining room chair. Your body instantly moves towards him, fingers weaving in the strands of his hair lightly scraping at his scalp. Leon’s arms loosely wrapped around your waist, trapping your body against his as he buried his face into your cleavage. “Bad day?” You cooed at him, voice always gentle and caring. He often wondered how you managed to stay so calm and collected. “Always is” He grumbled against the skin of your breast. He felt your chuckle, your fingers now curling the strands of his hair. “Poor baby”

He loved this dynamic the two of you have created. He never realised how much he needed it, and craved the unconditional love that you provided him. You were always so sweet to him, making sure he stayed fed with homecooked meals. His apartment is now decorated in a homey fashion compared to how he had it before. You kissed his neck, sucking gently on the pulse point as you continue to coo at him. Dote on his needy behaviour, desperate to get rid of the stress he carried. Your fingers moved to the nape of his neck, guiding him into a gentle kiss. He whimpered at the contact of your lips, his body desperate for your attention. “What do you need baby?” You asked, smiling down at him. Leon smiled at you, his eyes lighting up at your chest. You chuckled lightly before guiding him into the living room. You settled in the corner, spreading your legs ready for him to settle on top of you. A gasp left your lips as he flopped onto you, mumbling a pathetic sorry as he buried his face into your chest. He wrapped his arms around your waist holding you close to him whilst you flicked through the channels on the TV.

Your eyes began to close at the peacefulness of the situation, Leon's breathing had evened out as well. Until the sound of small whimpers filled the room. You didn’t notice it at first but his hips jutted slightly against the sofa, and his eyes were screwed shut against the soft skin of your breasts. “Leon?” You warned, his head shooting up with blush dusting his cheeks. Your eyes softened as you looked at him, the kind, gentle smile returning to your features. “Do you need something?”You teased. His cheeks darkened, and embarrassment crept in ”Yes please” He whimpered. Your fingers began to thread their way through his hair again, the drowsiness now leaving your system as continued to rut against the sofa. “What do you want baby?” You cooed again. Your voice was so kind, he often thought he didn't deserve the kindness you willingly gave to him, but you knew different. The poor boy was touch-starved, lapping up every slither of attention you gave him. “I need you…please” He whimpered against your skin. He heard your chuckle, looking up at you his eyes widened as he spotted the small nod of your head.

He sat up, his knees tucking themselves under your thighs spreading you further. His hands toyed with the waistband of your lounge pants, silently waiting for your approval. “Can I?” He whispered. You smiled at him, “Can you what? You know the proper terms baby” Leon whimpered but responded correctly anyway “Can I please take these off Mommy?”

“Yes Baby”

He slid the trousers off and underwear in one fluid motion, his lips attacking the soft flesh of your thighs with little nibbles. You could see the strain of his erection, a small wet spot forming on his jeans from his excitement. “You must really need this baby for it to go through your jeans” You giggled at him. His cheeks flushed red again, his hair now falling over his eyes. “Please Mommy” He whimpered again, looking down at your dripping pussy. His fingers gripped your thighs as he waited for your reply, his tongue darting out to lick his lips as he stared at his next meal. You chuckled nodding again, gasping when his tongue flattened out against your fold as he began to feast upon you. Leon worked quickly eager to follow the rules of your orgasm first before his cock could be enveloped in your warmth. He smiled against your clit as your legs clamped around his head, trapping him in place until he was a good boy and finished what he started. He whimpered as he sucked against your clit, smiling at the wonderful noises he was making you do. Your hands ran through his hair softly, gripping at the blond strands when he did something good. He could feel your clit begin to twitch against his tongue, the sensitive bud of nerves desperate for his attention as you drew closer to your orgasm. “Such a good boy for mommy, making her cum first” You cooed at his. Your eyes were screwed shut, your teeth clamped tight as your body prepared for the release. At your praise and approval, Leon worked harder against your clit, his cock throbbing aggressively against the restraints of his trousers. He whimpered when he felt you orgasm, your thighs loosening around his head allowing him to hear the moan of his name that left your lips.

Leon pulled away from your pussy, his lips puffy and swollen a small sheen of your arousal moistening them. You groaned at the taste of yourself on your lips as he kissed you. Your hands worked at undoing the button of his jeans, he helped you shimmy them down exposing the wet patch that was on his boxers. “So desperate for Mommy” You grinned at him. He nodded, whimpering as you circled his tip, lightly adding pressure. You exposed his cock to the air, the tip red, pre cum smeared around it making it shine. He guided it to your entrance pressing the tip at the hole. “Can I enter Mommy?” He asked, his cock twitching as he waited for your answer. “Of course Baby, you have been a good boy”

He slowly entered, whimpering as your walls encased him. His hands pulled your tank top down, exposing your bra to him. You watched as he pulled your breasts out from the cups his teeth already grazing at your nipple as the other hand needed at the flesh. His thrusts were slow and drawn out, his breath fanned against the dribble he left on your breasts. Your hands wove in his hair again, groaning as his whisps of pubes created friction against your sensitive clit. His whimper grew louder into whines as he helplessly thrust into you, chasing the build-up of pleasure that began to make his balls tighten. His lips sucked marks all over your chest, kissing the flesh after every bite. The word Mommy began to fill the room as Leon whined in against the skin of your breasts, his hips faltering as you clenched around him your orgasm shattering through you. Your cum squirted around his cock, dripping down his balls and he finally spilt himself inside you whine at the stimulation. You kissed his head helping him through the pleasure, grounding him as he collapsed against you again. “Good boy” you cooed. Leon smiled against your skin, his eyes finally closing as he let himself fall into a nap. His cock is still inside you. “Thank you Mommy” he whispered before sleep overtook him. You just smiled, kissing his head as you cuddled him watching whatever show was on the programme.

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You could hear his footsteps going between the office and bathroom as Leon tackled his never-ending stream of paperwork and emails. Never mind the fact that you had partly been the reason it was taking him so long but ever since he's been back from Spain he seemed so distant. He wasn’t ignoring you but trying to get through the reports he had to type so he could spend time with you, but after you made too much noise or fidgeted on his lap too much constantly distracting him, he kicked you out of the office with a stern look. You could have accepted defeat and waited until he was ready to shower you with love, but that wasn’t fun. With the growing arousal from your thoughts and plan you waited until you heard his footsteps pad towards the bathroom again.

Once you heard the soft thuds of his feet leave the room you dashed as quietly as you could. Sneaking your way under the desk making sure you were tucked away hidden until he returned. You could hear him groan slightly as he stretched out his muscles, his joints clicking audible from how long he had spent at his desk. The chair scraped across the floor as he pulled it out ready to sit on it for another few hours only to smirk and let out a low chuckle when he saw you curled into the space with an innocent smile. “And how may I help you?” He joked when he sat in the chair, watching you uncurl yourself slightly so you were sat obediently on your knees. You rested your chin against his knee looking up at him with doe eyes. “Well?” He added, his voice slightly lower. His eyebrow quirked up as he waited for a response. “I just missed you” You whined. He almost caved, he could feel his chest ache at your words; at the display of your devotion to him despite what he did for work. His hand ran through the strands of your hair, petting you like some dog. You didn't care he was showing you a slither of attention. Leon smirked at your effort not to move, to keep still as you received the affection he was offering to you. “How about you keep me company under here and I’ll treat you afterwards?” He said.
You thought about it, you had no idea how much work he had left or how long it was going to take him. However, all doubts left your mind as he freed himself from his sweats. His cock was always such a pretty colour to you, a long vein running up the length becoming more prominent the longer to look at him. “Don’t be shy” he teased as tapped the tip against your lips, the pre cum smearing like it was a lip gloss. You welcomed him in, your tongue flattening on the underside of his length. You adjusted your breathing through your nose, resting your head against his thigh as you settled in between his legs. Your pussy throbbed in excitement the walls clenching over nothing as you tasted the saltness of him. Leon grunted slightly, the only sign he gave off that you were affecting him. However, after he composed himself he adjusted himself in the chair ‘accidentally’ thrusting himself further into the back of your throat, a small smirk grew on his face as you choked slightly.

Your jaw began to ache, you had made a mess of the grey sweat as your drool dribbled around his length and down your chin. He was now painfully hard inside your mouth, his cock twitched every time you attempted to swallow. Leon was now leaning forward as he proofread his document, his hand playing with the ends of your hair in a comforting manner. You were almost ready to fall asleep, completely content with being in his space. That was until he jolted again forcing his cock further into his mouth. Leon’s control was loosening the more he looked down. His balls were soaked with dribble, the fabric now cooling as the evening temperature began to settle in. He watched you smile around his cock, your mouth stretched so perfectly and willingly for him. “Doing so well, I’m almost done” he spoke looking down at you with a smirk. You whined around his cock, whimpering at his tip twitching at the back of your throat. His fingers slowly gripped the back of your head, helping you move your head up and down his length as he read the last paragraph. Making sure he was well-prepped for what he was about to do.

Leon tapped your cheek, your eyes flicked up to his widening at the darkened stare he was giving you. His eyes were blown out with lust. You heard the laptop shut, the draw beside your head opening as he slid the device inside. He tidied the papers, each time he stretched or moved his cock jolted inside you. Your whimpers vibrated around the length; making sure to gather every inch that slipped from your lips as he moved. He gripped your head again, slowly dragging you off his cock with a pop. He grinned at the line of saliva that connected your lips to him, your jaw aching now it was no longer filled. Leon helped you stand up, holding you as you stretched out your knees. Once he was satisfied you were loosened up he pulled you in for a kiss, his body backing you up towards the desk. You gasped as you tripped, your back hitting the cold wood. Leon smirked at you his teeth instantly grazing your neck as his fingers searched for your drenched underwear. The pads of his fingers swiped at the drenched fabric admiring the way it looked in the light as he pulled away with a smirk. “I promised I would reward you didn’t I if you were a good girl” He spoke against your ear, his hands looping inside the waistbands of your underwear as he began to tug them down your leg. “Do you think you were a good girl, keeping my cock warm like that?”

You nodded smiling at the attention he was finally giving you after days. “Such an attention whore” He grunted, his cock entering in a fluid motion. You were both more than ready, the wet sounds of your activities filling his office, the wood beneath becoming damp as your arousal dribbled out. Leon’s hands gripped at your waist, admiring the way your breasts bounced with every movement. His hips drove into you with such force you were propelling up the desk. Your eyes were hazy as they met his, babbling nonsense at him as you smiled. White hot pleasure thumped throughout your system, and your clit twitched as the cold air breezed passed it. Your eyes took in Leon’s muscles clenching, watching as his mouth opened letting out deep primal groans as his release drew near rapidly. You threw your head back, breathless moans leaving your lips as you arched yourself into him. Your body went limp as your orgasm finally shattered throughout you. Leon took advantage and moulded you into the position he needed, your legs thrown over his arms as he took a deeper angle dragging your body across the desk to meet his thrusts. Soon enough he buried himself deep inside of you, his seed coating your walls and spilling out into the mess you had already made. You could feel the bruises already forming on your hips from his iron grip, your eyes finally met his. Though he held such lust that you knew you were in a round two as he scooped you up in his arms- his cock still snugly inside you as he carried you through to the bedroom. The door slams shut behind you both with one kick.

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You were beginning to piss him off, your endless complaining as you followed him around the department from mission briefing to training. He never understood how you willingly chose this path in life, optionally putting yourself in the horrible nightmares you commonly faced with him - especially if you were going to complain about how gross it was. Today you must have woke up and decided that it was a perfect day to annoy your partner as you tackled the never-ending pile of paperwork you both let pile up. A stack on each desk in the crappy room they called Leon’s office. You started the task off by being quiet, only asking for intel or information he could remember when you couldn’t but as time passed you grew more bored. Your attention span slipping. The tapping of your pen became more annoying than the ticking of the clock, his hangover wasn’t prepared for this behaviour today.

Normally he would ignore it optionally turning his attention away from you as if you were invisible but today you weren’t letting him. He admired your ability to be so noisy sometimes, how as soon as that office door shut you were so open with him and chatting to him about literally anything. You were currently perched on the corner of his desk, watching as he scribbled the answers to the questions on the dotted line. “You know I didn’t expect you to have such nice handwriting” You spoke up from beside him, peering at the neatness of his handwriting. Leon just scoffed ignoring your comment in hopes you would eventually return to your desk like normal. “Was it always this good? You know like when you were in school and stuff”

Leon tried to keep his cool, but the pounding in his head made it hard. “Yeah I guess, it’s not something I normally think about” He responded through gritted teeth. You hummed in acknowledgement of his answer pondering on your reply. “What do you think about?” You asked again, this time your feet began to swing in his peripherals as he tried to avoid looking at your skin, the way your thighs squished outwards on his desk from where you were perched upon it. He often felt sick with the amount of time he thought about you, the way you always seemed so perfect in shape to fit against him. He always palmed himself when he would get back to the hotels, watching as his seed spilt down the drain if you had to press against him during battle. “How annoying you are” He grunted. You let out a mock gasp, pretending to fall back against his desk dramatically only for you to hit his hipflask that he had yet to screw shut. The metal case tipped over, the contents spilling off the edge and onto the floor. The look he gave you was less than amused, you felt like you were being scolded by your parents as he glared at you. “Oops,” You whispered. Leon sighed heavily, standing up from his chair, his form now towering over you. “This is what happens when you fuck around and don’t do your work” He grumbled, leaning over the desk to pick up the now empty hipflask. His body was so close, his aftershave wafting in your face as he leaned over you. “Don’t you have anything to say then? Huh sweetheart”

You couldn’t help but shrink under his gaze, his voice deep as it rumbled through his chest. “Leon, I’m sorry really…I just” You mumbled, playing with your fingers. It felt humiliating the way he spoke to you like you were being told off by your parents. Yet as you looked up to meet his gaze, one that was sharp and cut through you instantly you couldn't help the way your pussy began to clench, arousal settling in your stomach. “You're really going to offer me an excuse mixed in with your apology?” He chuckled. The chair creaked as he sat back down and then again as he adjusted himself, his legs spreading showing off his crotch. “You’ve got to be kidding me if you think I would let you touch that after the crap you pulled today” he sighed noticing your greedy eyes. Your cheeks flushed red in the embarrassment of your gaze being caught. “I said I was sorry” You sighed. Leon didn’t respond, his eyes cutting through you like daggers as he sat there.

After a few minutes, he only patted his thigh, the slap echoing around the cramped office. Your eyes widened but you still complied, sliding off the desk as you made your way over to him. You moved to perch on his lap only for him to tut and shake his head “Not like that, bend over” He smirked. With a small nod you complied, settling yourself over his knees your ass peaked perfectly next to his hand where it rested on the armrest of his desk chair. If anyone was to walk in now you were sure that you would have to go and find a ditch to throw yourself in, never being able to show your face around the office again. He tugged up the hem of your pencil skirt, bunching the fabric to expose your thong. “You always taunt me with your office clothes, do you know how many times I’ve had to rub myself to you when I get home? Christ, you don't know what you do to me”

The change in attitude made your head spin, the way he was grabbing at the flesh of your cheeks made the coil in your stomach tighten. “Leon..I don’t understand-” You were cut off as a stinging pain spread throughout your ass. He rubbed it slowly, soothing the area as a sickening grin grew on his face. “You’ve been annoying me all day, it’s only fair you get some punishment for wasting my expensive whiskey” He grumbled as the second slap landed. You could feel the area grow hot as the feeling of a thousand little needles spread throughout both of your cheeks. You whimpered as he cupped your pussy, feeling the small wet patch growing in the thin fabric of your thong. “You’re actually getting off to this, naughty girl” He chuckled. You nodded, a whimper leaving your lips as yet another slap landed. “How many have we done so far then sweetheart?” Leon asked, his hand soothing the throbbing skin. “T-three” You whimpered, bracing yourself for another slap. Leon hummed in approval, his hand now stopping its soothing motion, “Shall we say 7 more slaps and I’ll consider you forgiven? And we can both get what you really want”

You whimpered in response, his question was more of a statement anyway. Each slap was harder than the last, either from the sting of the last slap or because he was adding more power to them. You whined at the final slap, the angle of it different as his fingers hit your pussy. “There all 10, well done,” He said as he soothed the redness of your cheeks. His fingers slid your thing to the side exposing your puffy pussy to him. The lips glisten in your arousal as he spreads it around. His fingers curled inside reaching for the soft spongy part of your walls to make you moan. You could feel his cock underneath you, the length hard as it throbbed in his trousers. His thumb started to circle your clit, giving it the attention you craved. Your fingers grasped at his sleeves as you went rigid with pleasure desperate for your release. The cold air made your raw skin sting, the sensations became too much that you loosened over his lap as your orgasm wracked through your body. Leon chuckled over you, bringing his fingers to his lips as he sucked on them, “Oh darling, we aren’t done yet”

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Leon was sprawled out on your couch as you watched the movie he rented, the empty popcorn bowl discarded on the coffee table in front of you along with many beer bottles and empty glasses. Neither of you was actually watching the movie, your conversation was far more interesting. “So is there anyone in office that you have a crush on? I know so many girls that swoop at you if you gave them the chance” You asked him, the alcohol in your system making you more open, and cheerful. Leon smiled at your carefree side, one that normally he was the only one to see. “God no, those girls make me cringe” he chuckled. “You never denied liking someone though” You said boldly hiding your smirk behind your glass as you watched him blush. You knew about his crush on you for a while, he let it slip after a previous drunken night out as you struggled to get him to sleep on the sofa. He thought it was the perfect time to profess his love to you. Leon sighed dramatically before finally looking at you, his cheeks dusted with a light blush. “You”

You never thought he would put it so bluntly. Simply stating it like it was a fact he shouldn't have to remind you; like he had no other option but to love you. In his eyes that was the reason; being able to see you so carefree was something he would always treasure. Leon was aware you knew, it occurred to him later the next night as he lay in his own bed staring at the darkness of his ceiling - like some embarrassing moment coming back to haunt him. He was hoping the confession would make things move forward with you. If Leon was anything - it was loyal and patient. So despite wanting to admit it to you again, he let you take the reins of the situation. After all, you might not actually want him.

You could feel your heart rate pick up as you met his stare. His eyes scanned your body looking for any signs of rejection on your behalf, waiting again for you to confirm his suspicions. To make the first move.

You were painfully slow as you moved to sit closer, your hand brushing along his jawline as you pulled him in for a kiss. Initially, It was slow as you familiarised each other with how you moved, tasted, and felt. His touch became dominating as he pushed you to the sofa, his body pinning you in place. His scent was intoxicating making your brain even more fuzzy as it mixed with the alcohol in your system. Leon toyed with the hem of your shirt, lingering there as he pulled away “Tell me to stop and I will” He whispered as he looked into your eyes.

You were probably moving too fast, faster than you would have with anyone else but with Leon it felt like you were making up for lost time, like you were always meant to be together. “Don’t stop” You responded, bringing him in for another kiss. Without hesitation he lifted your shirt above your head, breaking the kiss momentarily before replacing his lips again. Your fingers helped with his, pulling the old t-shirt over his head, discarding it somewhere in the living room. Your hands roamed his chiselled chest, his abs flexing as your cold fingertips brushed over them. He watched as you followed his hair down towards where it disappeared underneath his trousers. Leon chuckled as he watched you fumble with the belt, your finger shaking nervously as you tried to free what you currently desired most.

“Not yet, what type of man am I to not treat his woman first?” Leon chuckled deeply before he started to pull down your leggings. He smirked at your gasp as he began to nibble on your thighs, moving up towards your pussy. His fingers swiped through your folds admiring the arousal that coated them as he pulled them away to inspect them.

“So wet already, look at that” he spoke. His words and actions caused your body to squirm, arching your hips to chase his fingers as your clit throbbed for attention. You shut your eyes, throwing your head backwards as you waited for his touch again. Leon grinned at your eagerness. His arms slid on either side of your body, grasping at your hips and lifting them ever so slightly before he licked a long stripe up your folds. He moaned at the taste of you.

However, your head shot up, watching the mop of hair devour your pussy. You wanted to complain, pull his head away and please him first. Your cheeks dusted in a light blush at his actions, at the feel of his tongue as he licked and sucked at your entrance. “Leon- what are you…doing” you whimpered, tugging on the strands of his hair in an attempt to get him to face you, only for your action to elicit more moans to leave his lips. The vibrations were directly on top of your clit where he was now sucking harshly against the bud. Eventually, he did lift his head, his lips covered in a gloss of his spit and your arousal.

“What’s the matter?” he asked, concern flashing in his eyes at the look of your face, afraid silently that you were rejecting him. “Nothing…no one’s ever done this before- I didn’t want you to feel like you have to” You whispered, hands still gripping the strands of his hair. “No one has ever done this? Well, I’m glad to be the first” Leon chuckled, his breath fanning over your abused clit. He smiled at you before lowering his head to resume his feast. “No wait, I mean you don’t have to. I know it’s gross” you mumbled, gripping his hair to prevent him from lowering his head. Leon laughed, smirking at the embarrassment that grew over your features. “I’m not letting you do anything but cum on my face” He spoke, his voice low and demanding. His eyes darkened as he waited for you to reject him again, becoming irritated with you denying him this opportunity.

Your grip on his hair loosened as you nodded slowly, not failing to notice his grin before he went back to sucking and licking your pussy. You gasped as you felt his tongue enter you as he swirled it and took everything he had to offer. Leon worked messily, your thighs soon be coming wet with your arousal and his spit. Your legs clenched around his head as you felt the oncoming wave, your hands tugging at his scalp again as your body stiffened.

“Come on sweetheart, I’m thirsty, cum on my face” he taunted against your clit. Kitten licking the nub with insane speed and accuracy. You whimpered and whined desperate for the release that you were tethering on the edge of. With one final groan from Leon, your orgasm shattered through you, your thighs practically suffocating him as they clenched around his head. “Leon- Oh god” You panted as he pulled away, his body moved up your as he searched for a kiss. You whined at the taste of yourself on his lips. “My turn” You smiled at him. Leon chuckled, shaking his head at him. “What about my seconds?”

Leon chuckled at your shocked expression and kissed down your body before he began to feast upon you again.

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His work had been rough since he started at the police department, and Leon never really had time to just breathe and chill out. His apartment listening was cancelled before he showed up, having to find a new one quickly with his jeep filled with his belongings. You were nice enough, the place was clean and you allowed him to get settled even making him a small lunch every day leaving a note claiming you made ‘too much’. He was glad he chose here to live, that his life gravitated towards you. However, as the two of you grew to know each other the more comfortable you got around each other. It now wasn’t uncommon to return home often finding Leon walking through the house in just a towel, water dripping down his chest as he smiled at you. You always tried to hide the growing blush that you are surprised didn’t turn into a permanent feature on your face.

Leon slumped against his bed, his uniform discarded throughout the house like a trail to find him. He was so sick of the immature teenage boy who decided doing crimes was fun; having to spend most of the patrol finding and apprehending them. Today was just one thing after the other. He would pick up his clothes eventually, but he looked down at his cock. It had been a while since he used his hand to give himself some release, often doing it after a particularly hard exam during college to help loosen his body and the more he thought about it, the more it seemed tempting. He remembered vaguely you talking about taking a trip out of town, you had sent him a few texts in your absence making sure he was okay and just general chatter. You were currently his only friend after all, but your absence meant he could do this without the fear of you walking in. Or hearing the noises that left his lips as he brought himself to a finish.

He worked quickly to strip himself off, his cock already hardening in just excitement of being touched. Normally he would have prepped himself more, spitting in his hand or using some cheap lube he purchased to help ease his movements but today his intention was speed. He worked slowly, squeezing the base a few times watching it harden further the more he touched it. His tip making an appearance and leaking pre cum already. He began to imagine what your touch would feel like, embarrassment creeping in as he followed the thought process. You didn’t deserve his dirty thoughts and imagination as he touched himself to you. His phone vibrated on the nightstand, “Fuck sake” he grumbled as he shot his hand out attempting to find the device. He answered it with a grumble, his tone frustrated and short before he even looked at that caller ID. “Someone’s grumpy today” Your voice chimed in. Leon’s eyes widened his other hand dropping his cock quickly as his fuzzy brain tried to find the words to respond. “It-uh- been a rough day,” He said. Your chuckle was so sweet as he heard it through the speaker, his cock jumping at the sound. Maybe it wouldn’t be such a bad thing if he continued to touch himself as you rambled about your day. His thumb toyed with his tip, spreading the pre cum around making it shine in the dim light of his bedroom as he listened to you ramble.

He tried to mute his noises, hiding his face against the crook of his arm and biting it in desperation to keep quiet. “Leon, are you sure you are okay? You haven’t said much today, and you sound distracted…I can call you later” You said, your voice changed to a softer tone almost sympathetic. “No no it's fine - just - fuck” He moaned. Your eyes widened in shock at the phone as you listened to him, the mysterious wet noises that you could hear in the background of the call suddenly had a purpose. “Leon- are you..?” You asked him, and the sentence was left unfinished for him to connect the dots. His whimper was first, the sound causing your pussy to throb. “Shit- sorry - I…just” He stumbled on his words, the embarrassment of getting caught flooding his system as he looked at the caller ID. “It’s okay”

The words shocked him, it wasn’t okay. He shouldn’t have answered the call whilst he was preoccupied he should have ignored it and answered when he was finished. “It’s not…I was just stressed at work and you always make it better. I’ll call you back “ he stumbled out, his hand now so far away from his weeping cock. “NO- wait Leon.. don’t hang up” You suddenly called out. His eyes widened in shock at the desperation of your tone. He waited for you to explain yourself, he heard rapid shuffling on the other side of the as you moved around. You coughed nervously as you settled into place. “Leon…can-can you describe what you were doing, please? W-what were you thinking about?” you asked, your breathing hitched as you touched yourself. Maybe it’s because you couldn’t see him whilst you doing this that was making you so bold. It felt naughty almost as if you spoke to him, hearing him do this. “I-I was thinking about you” he spoke bluntly. You whimpered at his words, the sound making his hand return to his cock as he pumped it slowly. “I never thought you would..what was I doing?”

The conversation felt scandalous as he balanced the phone against his collarbone, trying to think of a response. You whimpers were heard through the phone as you spread your lips, your fingers getting coated in your cum as it spilt out of you. “Leon?” You questioned. He cursed himself for taking too long to reply, your voice sounded scared like you had read the situation wrong and you should have just hung up the phone. “Your pretty hands were around my cock, they were so good as they touched me” he whimpered. You imagined his puffy cheeks all flushed red, his plump lips parted slightly as he let out these perfect noises. Your fingers began to circle your clit just like Leon’s rubbed his tip.

The both of you let out loud groans, the cheap phones cutting out as the sounds became more frequent. Neither of you spoke, focusing on the sounds you both as you worked hard to bring each other closer. “Leon-are you close?” You panted. The coil tightened the closer you got, desperate for release but eager to wait for him. “I-I am, sweetheart.” he groaned. You nodded, not that he could see it, as your fingers picked up their pace. Circling faster and flicking over that one spot which made your lower half go fuzzy. “Let me hear you, please, as you cum” he begged. He must have shifted, his voice clearer on the phone as he asked you. You whined filled the room as they crackled through his speaker, your moan following as your orgasm shattered through you. Leon moaned as his balls tightened, the vein in his cock throbbing as he began to decorate his chest with his load. “Fucking hell” he groaned as he chilled out. Your chest heaved with every breath as your body finally relaxed against your hotel bed. “Same time tomorrow?” you chirped. Leon chuckled, the sound deep and coarse as he calmed down. “Sure thing, sweetheart. Can’t wait until you come home now” he teased. You smiled at the ceiling, glad that instead of ruining what the two of you had - you made something new out of it.

“I’ll look forward to my greeting”

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“Shit Leon, are you okay?” You yelped as he bent over groaning. The two of you were assigned to defeat a new range of recently discovered B.O.W’s. Their victims died of heart attacks, often appearing in the hospital hot and sweaty, groaning and pawning at other people. Your only warning was not to let them touch you. You were both thrown instantly into battle as soon as you entered the lab, fighting the ‘normal’ type of b.o.w’s until you got deeper. You worked quickly around him, forcing him to a corner where you now stood in front of him. “I’m alright, It-it didn’t touch me” Leon grunted wiping at his eyes before finally joining you in the fight. You could already see the light sheen of sweat form on his skin, his breathing quickened in pace. You assumed it was just a bodily reflex after brushing death opting to trust him as you both finished the mission. However, once the battle was over and the further you walked into the lab his behaviour changed. When stopping to look at things he would lean on any surface he could find, rubbing at his eyes constantly as if they never stopped itching. He even kept a distance. Yet every time you asked he said he was fine.

After around 30 minutes you grew tired of him, stopping in your tracks suddenly to confront him. Leon however wasn't paying attention and in his weakened state he tumbled to the floor after running into you. You watched as he writhed beneath you, curling into a ball and clutching his stomach tightly. His shirt was drenched in sweat, his blond hair sticking to his forehead. “Leon, what’s wrong?” you asked in a panic, landing on your knees next to him. Your hands outstretched ready to help him sit upright only for them to be swatted away. “No! Don’t touch me please” He whimpered beneath you, moving away until he was leaning against the nearest wall. You had never seen him so weak, his chest heaved with large breaths and he looked anywhere but you. “Leon…I need to help, I can’t leave you here” You insisted. You approached him slowly like he was some rabid animal only for him to flinch away. “Leon-”

“Stop, please…You can’t- help...I won’t let you” He grunted out, finally making eye contact with you. You watched as his pupils grew in size, his eyes almost turning black. He grunted again, spreading his legs as his erection began to grow. Your eyes could make out the distinct shape, the curve it was at as it was trapped in his trousers. “Leon-” You whispered, the back of your hand finally making contact with his forehead. Leon shut his eyes and whimpered at the touch of your skin. “Please, I don’t want to hurt you” He groaned again, his hand falling to the bulge in his trousers. His mind was so conflicted each time he looked at you, his body felt slimy the more he thought about how perfect you looked right now. How soft your skin felt against this head. He craved you already but now after the B.O.W blew that dust in his face he wanted you even more. Leon was terrified to hurt you, even if that meant suffering the side effects and the death that would eventually take him. “Please get out of here, I don’t think I can hold back” He pleaded again. Your flashlight clattered to the ground shining against the wall in the dark corridor. “I’m not leaving until you tell me what happened please”

God you were so young and innocent, you reminded him so much of his younger self on that stupid night. Refusing to leave Ada alone, was he going to corrupt you as she did him? Give you a negative outlook on life that would change the way you lived. Your hands found his, helping him stand again so you could find a safe room. With Leon leaning against you, you picked up the flashlight moving towards the first door you could see. You left him leaning against the wall as you cleared the room first, closing any shutters and leaving the flashlight to shine in one spot. Leon attempted to walk over towards you only to slump to the floor. “Leon you have to tell me how to help, I don’t mind, please…I don’t want you to die” You said, your voice wavering as panic settled in. Leon watched your face contort in fear, your eyes holding so much concern for him. The idea’s running through his head that made his cock so painfully hard made him sick. “Love, please” He spoke. “Leon if you say that one more time...Just let me help” You begged. A lone tear escaped your eye as you looked at him, his face so pale and weak. Leon nodded finally, laying back on the floor as you inched closer to him. Your hands started opening the buttons of his shirt, pulling the sweat-soaked shirt off his body and laying it out to dry for when he needed it afterwards. His expression made you nervous as you watched him, his pupils still blown out from lust. His fingers ached to touch you, to hold you as he fucked you.

You knelt next to him, looking at his belt waiting for his approval. Leon nodded, letting out a groan when you accidentally touched his tip as you unbuckled them. You were moving too slow for him, it was taking everything for him to not pound you. “S-sorry, do you um want to take control? I won't break” You whispered, your hands pausing at the button of his trousers. Leon didn’t respond, his restraint snapping as soon as the words left your lips. His body hovered over yours, bending you over onto all fours. He tugged your trousers down to your knees, your underwear practically torn off. “Fuck” Leon whispered as he looked at your pussy, the pretty pink lips that greeted him with a slick coating. You whimpered as the cold air breezed over your cunt. Leon’s cock sprang free from his restraints as he pulled his trousers down, his tip already leaking a steady stream of cum. His hands gripped your hips tightly, almost bruising them as he sucked in a breath. His cock split you open, your walls welcoming him with small flutters.

Leon tried to keep a hold of his restraint, to not ruin you for anyone else. You were so young you didn’t need to be with him, there were so many better people for you than him. Your whine was loud when he started to move, he watched as your fingers gripped at the concrete floor white lines appearing from where your nail dug in. His hand pressed you down further into the cold floor, your nipples poking through your shirt as they touched the freezing ground beneath you. Your back was arched so perfectly as he began to thrust, driving his cock so deep inside. He could feel the effects weaken, his lust-filled mind beginning to clear the closer he got to his orgasm. The guilt began to crawl in as he roughly handled you, despite the pretty noise that left your lips, the begs and please for more as he drove himself further and further, his tip brushing your cervix. “Fucking hell” He grunted, his balls tightening as he got closer to his release.

Your orgasm shattered through you unexpectedly, the force of your walls clenching almost pushed him out of you. With a frustrated grunt, Leon shoved back even harder, no longer pulling out all the way just working on getting deeper. The word chanted through his head like a demand as he finally lost himself to the effects of the aphrodisiac. You were no longer a person beneath him but somewhere he could deposit load after load until he was completely spent. You told him you wouldn’t break, that you could handle him but his drugged mind smirked as he attempted to prove you wrong. His cock began to hurt, tears streaming down your face as you took like such a perfect girl. “Such a good girl, Taking it like you said you would” He taunted, his teeth clamping on your neck, enjoying the taste of your sweat that lingered on his tongue. Leon eventually felt his cock twitch inside of you, his hot seed practically exploding in your pussy. He groaned as you continued to milk everything his cock had to offer like the greedy little thing you are.

As he finally blinked away most of the effects he watched you collapse on the floor. Your abused pussy leaking with the copious amounts of cum that spilled from it. He could already see the marks he left forming, your legs sprawled out in exhaustion. “I’m so sorry “ he whispered as he leaned you against him, his hand running through your hair in a comforting manner. “You have no idea how good that felt”

His cock twitched at your words, “I have some idea. What do you say we finish this off later at the motel?”

“I don't know if I can walk”

“I’ll carry you don’t worry fuck this mission” He grunted. Helping you stand and put what was left of your clothes together before hoisting you over his shoulder and carrying you out of there.

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You looked so stupid hiding in the corner like that, curled up in a ball on the plush bedding he had got you after you complained to him about the last set. It was the least he could do he supposed, after all, he did take you. Tied your pretty body up and shoved in the back seat of his car. With how you were acting he knew you needed him; not once regretting his actions as you pathetically tried to escape him time and time again. Coming back to his door after you got lost in the woods, covered in mud and shit. Grazing that broke your delicate skin, your white nighty all dirty. He would do the same thing, bringing you back inside with a harsh grip. Clean you up and clean the grazes all whilst muttering to you how stupid you were to try and go outside.

Those little silk nighties were going to be the death of him, the way they hitched up over your hips as you slept. Your leg was thrown over his waist as you cuddled closer to him subconsciously. It was the only time he would get to slip his hand down there and rub against the drenched lips of your pussy as your dumb brain thought of nothing but him. He chuckled as you began to grind against his hip. Your whimpers fanned over his neck as you tucked yourself in his embrace further. You stirred awake from his invasive touch, his chuckle filling the room as you scurried away from him. “You were just enjoying that, You're so dumb you can’t even make up your mind” He laughed as your cheeks flushed red. He crawled above you, his breath tickling your neck as he placed possessive kisses there. “Do you need me to tell you what you want? Help you decide?” He spoke lowly. You shook your head, giving weak attempts to push him away yet your neck was arching to give him more room to kiss. “Please…”You whimpered.

“Please what darling? Touch you? Leave you alone? Do tell me” He spoke, his eyes darkened with lust as he watched your breast spill from the nighty due to all your squirming. His fingers played with the end of your hair, admiring how soft it was. “Please leave me alone” You whimpered as his touch began to get more obsessive, his fingers now toying with the strap on your shoulder. “Oh baby, you don't mean that”

Your hand was so small compared to his as he pinned you down. You moaned as he licked a stripe up your pulse point sucking against that one spot that made you make beautiful sounds. You were so confused, you shouldn’t be liking this. Enjoying the way his hands roamed up your sides, exposing your body beneath the white silk. He was older than you, not to mention also mean and your kidnapper. Yet he made you feel like the only woman in the world, made you feel pretty and sexy as he devoured you. He controlled your life to the point you shut off and just looked pretty for him. Leon captured one of your breasts in his mouth, his tongue swirling around your peaked nipples as he watched you fight the need to melt under his touch. You always caved eventually, like the greedy little whore you were.

“Baby, you are so greedy, I can see your pussy leaking already and you still try to fight it” he grinned when he pulled away, admiring your body sprawled out beneath him. Your cheeks were flushed, hair messy all over the bedding, his perfect little toy. His erection tapped against your leg, the tip smearing pre cum next to scabs on your knees that haven’t fully healed yet from your last escape attempt. His kisses were soft as he slowly entered you, moaning at how ready you were just from a few touches.

You whimpered at his girth, the stretch borderline too much but as he moved it eased. Leon stroked your hair as he thrust, always so kind during the act. “So fucking greedy for me” he spoke as he felt your walls begin to clench. His words turned harshed the more they fluttered around his cock. “So pathetic that you even fight my love, yet when I fuck you; your drooling like a dumb whore. That's all you are aren't you”

His words melted your mind as you began to whimper beneath him, your nails clawing at his arms. “Please…Leon…I need this”

He laughed at your rambles. Those silly little rambles were soon to be replaced with curses when your mind came back. “Such a whore, you're begging the man that took you for an orgasm. So needy for a release that you’ll even treat me to such a pleasure”

He watched your eyes flutter shut your face contorting in pleasure as he brought you closer to your release. “Do you like me now? Now your pussy is getting fed” Leon chuckled as your head bobbed in answer. Your hands wrapped around his wrists holding onto him tightly as he relentlessly thrust inside. “Such a good fucking sex doll for me, dressed in these nighties all the time. Not even wearing underwear so I use you like the whore you are all day”

Your walls clenched him as you orgasmed, a weak cry leaving your lips announcing it to him. He watched as your face began to contort into confusion, finally releasing what was happening now the pleasure was wearing off. Not wanting to waste the moment before you started fighting him instead, Leon lifted your legs to your chest, pressing you deep into the mattress as he worked hard for his own release. He soon filled you up, watching as it foamed around his cock as he pushed it deeper inside. Not wanting to waste a single drop. Leon didn’t miss your curious eyes and how you also looked at the mess. He grinned at you, watching as you began to admire what he had done, what he would always do for you.

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The castle teryifying enough with the dark hallways, the eerie groan that it made as the wind blew through the cracks. Let alone with all of the enemies that could be around any corner. Or the one currently chasing you.

Your heart pounded in your chest as you continued to run, fear breezing over your skin in goosebumps as his dark chuckles echoed down the hallway. You weren’t sure what had gotten into him, his eyes darkened, black inky veins spread throughout his skin. Sure you had both been taken in the village according to Luis. Only one of you had been infected, it was clear until now who the person was. Leon’s grin was sickening as he continued to follow you, chasing you out of the castle away from the room you were hoping to find Ashley in. “Leon stop-” You yelled as you watched him kick open the door you had just shut. He didn’t respond, only increasing his pace. It was humiliating how fast you were sprinting away from him compared to his stroll.

The cold hair hit you hard as you pushed the large double doors open, stumbling into the maze that was located in the courtyard. Your breath was visible in front of you, the clouds a stark white compared to the darkness of the maze. The hedges russled not helping you calm your nerves as you jumped at every sound. Leon chuckled lowly. You spun around unable to pinpoint the exact location. Your hands shook as you reached for your gun that was normally attached to your hip, cursing silently as you remembered he stole it from you in your first confrontation with him in this new mindset. You could barely see where you were going, the lanterns that were placed around barely did anything.

You waited, listening for anything. Silence only greeted you back. You were sure if it was a comforting thing or made you feel worse. “Where are you going little lamb?” Leon called out, his footsteps now audible. You gasped, holding your hand over your mouth to try and mute the noise. Your steps were near silent, arms tucked as close as you could get them in fear of rustling the leaves. “It’s no fun you hiding like this, I’m not going to hurt you”

If it wasn’t for the unnerving glare he gave you before you ran off you would have believed him. The maze seemed to never end, each turn more terrifying than the last. His chuckle was louder as you crept around the corner, causing you to freeze in your tracks. His arm was barely visible to an untrained eye from where it was just poking out from around the next corner. You were close. Too close. You hoped the longer this game went on the more inclined the virus would be to drop its hold on him. Which meant hiding from him for as long as you could, or getting far enough away you could at least ensure Ashley’s safety.

Your foot scuffed against some rubble.“I heard that” He spoke. His voice was loud meaning he wasn’t too far away. You swore your heart was going to beat its way out of your chest, with how fast it was going. The next movements were carefully calculated stepping over any rubble, your concentration purely focused on the ground. Until a hand clamped around your wrist, tugging you backwards. Your feet tripped against the floor causing you to tumble into him. Your hands sprawled out on his chest, you could feel your heart drop at the feel of the compression shirt. A small part of you wished it was the merchant coming to save you.

Leon now had black veins littered everywhere cascading down his body like water droplets. His hair was sweaty, his pupils blown out wide as he stared down at you with those piercing blue eyes. “Found you” He smirked, lowering his head towards your neck. You flinched as his nose made contact, small puffs of air causing goosebumps to rise as he breathed in your scent. His grip increased almost bruising as he refused to let you go. You twisted and turned desperately trying to free yourself from him as he pulled you closer, his nose now nudging against your pulse point. “Leon- stop” You whimpered, pain shooting up your arm his grip now stopping your frantic movements. “You want this too. I can smell it.”

“Smell what? What are you on about Leon-”

He cut you off as his hand began to roam your side, breathless gasps leaving your lips as it finally began to cup your breast. He was gentle with them compared to the hand he had on your wrist. Your sounds were like music to his ears as he continued to grope you. Those pretty little whimpers turned into whines as his thumb grazed over your nipple. “And to think you were running from this” he smirked, pushing you to the ground. Your hands shot out to catch your fall, a gasp leaving your lips as they scrapped along the gravel. Your knees getting the same treatment. He was immediately onto you, his legs trapping you underneath him. His weight crushed you to the floor as he began to suck against your neck.

You could feel the outline of his cock through his trousers, the way it twitched desperately between your ass cheeks. Begging for your touch. You attempted to move, to squirm away from him. To attempted to use his lust-filled mind as a distraction, but he was quicker…stronger. His hands spun you around, your back now against the cold ground. “You can’t run away again lamb, I caught my meal fair and square”

His lips began to bite softly against your collarbone, his hands moving underneath your shirt as he pulled it over your head. Leon’s tongue darted out, licking a long stripe from your breasts down to your stomach, sucking against the curves and soft skin that lay just above your waistband. He sighed as your body still tried to squirm away from him, the small rocks digging into your back as he pinned you further into the ground. His clothed erection now rutting against the seam of your trousers. A moan escaped your lips, a blush decorating your skin as you looked at his sicking smirk. “Why are you still fighting?”

Why were you still fighting? It wasn’t like you didn’t find him attractive, instead, you spent most of your time daydreaming over how he would feel. How his cock looked or how he would hold you during the act. Your body stilled, your legs attempting to spread from beneath him in an attempt to feel more. If he had his way, he wouldn't be doing it like this. He wouldn’t be bruising you with his grip, forcing himself onto you like this. He grinned as you spread your legs, his fingers immediately working on the button of your trousers. He pulled them down your legs, exposing you to the cold again. You shivered against his cold hands as they roamed over your body, his lips capturing your own in a heated yet sloppy kiss.

You watched as he worked on his jeans, his cock springing free as he pulled his trousers and boxers down in a swift motion. You admired the puffy veins, now a dark black in contrast to the blush pink of his cock, that you knew would just make the perfect ridges as he moved inside you. Leon's fingers swiped against your entrance, bringing his fingers into the dim light admiring the way they shined with your arousal. “Look at all of this sweet stuff…all for me” He whispered bringing the digits to his lips and sucking on them. Your eyes widened at his erotic display, hips squirming desperate for his touch and attention.

“Such a needy little lamb, I’ve got you don’t worry” He grinned, his tip prodding at the entrance. He groaned, barely able to hold back from thrusting himself in one motion. His cock throbbed as your walls clenched around his head, milking him already before he even did anything. Leon could feel himself lose control, your scent, touch fueling the plagas that thumped throughout his body. You watched his eyes screw shut. Leon’s bruising grip returned to your thighs as he held them towards your chest. He hit deep inside you, your velvet walls clinging to his cock with each thrust. His intention was never to make this pleasurable for you as he relentlessly moved inside of you, a deep animalistic desire to spread his taint, to let you feel the power that coursed inside him. Whenever this was someone else controlling him or the new tainted Leon you would have to learn how to love.

Your orgasm still approached though, your clit fluttering against the whisps of his pubic hair as he angled his hips deeper. His groaned filling your ear as he pressed himself closer, if that was even possible. His balls tightened as he finally spilled himself inside you, admiring the way your walls greedily sucked it up. Leon smiled as he pulled out, his cum seeping out of your pussy creating a small puddle on the floor.

You however watched as the veins disappeared the whites of his eyes now returning when you met them again. A flash of guilt was replaced with something else as he looked at you, an apology on his tongue. Neither of you had the time to address this, the conversation had to wait until you were all safe again.

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The music blasted in your ears as you lay on the bed, your arms stretched above your head, a metal bar in between keeping them separate. The blindfold was wrapped snugly over your eyes. However, you could feel where he was, his body weight causing the bed to dip on the right side. It didn’t move though, it was almost like he was just sitting there scanning over your naked form. Your thighs rubbed together at the thought, desperate for any form of simulation anywhere on your body. For all you know, he could be playing some form of sick joke and leave you there but that dip beside you proved otherwise. You wanted to talk, to speak to him but what's the point when all you can hear is the music? You were completely at his mercy.

Leon’s cock throbbed in his boxers, the tip weeping at the sight of you so mercilessly laying there. He smirked at your thighs moving, not quite hitting the spot you needed - proved by the small whines that left your lips. He was sure you didn’t actually know how pathetic you sounded right now. To the side of Leon laid all the toys he wanted to use. Numerous types of dildos, bullet vibrators and other sex toys. He had always thought of doing this to someone, having them completely trusting him in their pleasure.

You jolted when his hand made contact with your thigh. The calloused fingers running up the muscle towards where your breasts lay perked. Your breath faltered as his fingers began to tweak at your nipples tugging the sensitive buds. He smiled at the breathy moans that escaped your lips bringing his lips to circle one of the buds. Your hips rose off the bed, chasing a sensation that wasn’t down there, or trying to draw his attention to where you needed it most. To ease the consistent throbbing of your clit. You whimpered as he pulled away, his hands leaving your breasts, the chill cooling the circle of saliva he had made around your nipples. He smirked when he picked up the nipple clamps, testing them on the back of his hand in case he decided they would cause you too much harm. He looked over the list you made him of things you entrusted him with, making sure all the items he had collected for tonight you consented to.

You whimpered a little bit as the clamp pinched at your nipples, he began to distract you from the pain offering small movements against your clit. The sensation of the two of them together confuses your body, flicking in this constant state of pain and pleasure as the cool metal bit into the sensitive buds. His fingers working slowly. Leon then reached for the bullet vibrator, the toy giving off a low hum against the mattress. He chuckled as you squirmed almost like you were excited about it, getting ready to chase the build-up of pleasure. He ran the cold tip from your collarbone down towards your pubic bone, holding it just above where you could feel the light buzz of the toy. “Please” You breathed out, you couldn't hear the tone, the pathetic whine that followed the words. Leon could. He struggled to hold back his cock twitching, the low growl that left his lips as he held himself back.

Your hips jolted, your whole body tensed as he held the vibrator on your clit, circling it around the ball of nerves building up the pleasure in your lower stomach. Your moans were perfect as they left your lips. Your cheeks dusted with blush turning them such a pretty colour. His heart pounded as he watched you, watched you tug against the restraints that prevented you from holding him, grasping at his skin with your nails as you normally would. You could feel Leon move around the bed, his weight distributed between your legs. His knees hit underneath your thighs, hoisting them over his own. He increased the vibrations of the toy, tugging on the clamps that were still attached to your nipples. You whined again as the pleasure built up, the coil in your stomach tightening.

It took so much restraint for Leon to be patient, his brow furrowing as he watched your body squirm desperate to coach the orgasm out of your body. He was tempted to take the earphones out and let your cheeks flush further at the sounds that grew louder as they left your lips. The waistband of his boxer didn’t sit flush against his skin anymore, the seam rubbing against his tip each you made it twitch. Eventually, he watched your body tighten, your thigh clamps together attempting to trap the bullet vibrator. Your walls clutched against nothing as your orgasm shattered through you. Your hands tugged against the restraints as you tried to claw against the vibrator getting it away from your pulsating clit as he continued to hold it there with a sickening grin.

His other hand worked on his underwear, pulling them down underneath his balls exposing his length to the cold air. Leon continued to distract you as he moved his tip to your entrance, gently prodding it and gathering the slick that had begun to pool from your cunt. He swore, his voice gravelly from the silence. You practically growled as he entered, the length filling you up with what you needed. He moved slowly, removing the abuse on your clit the vibrator thudding on the bed beside you. Your nipples began to ache now the white pleasure had faded. It didn’t help occasionally he would tug on the string connecting them watching as your breast bounced as he let go. He groaned as his thrusts increased in pace. His ball tightened as he watched you cum around on his cock again, the juices spilling out. He wished you were always this vocal, the noises and pleas leaving your lips so effortlessly without embarrassment. He focused on burying himself deeper, his thighs lifting your hips creating the most perfect arch. He growled as you whined again, arms thrashing as you begged. He lost all control, finally giving you what you needed again and again. His load burst from him coating your walls, filling you with warmth. You smiled, feeling his cock twitch inside, softening as he breathed heavily above you.

Leon freed your arms first, placing small kisses on your wrists where they had rubbed slightly. He smiled at your smile, trusting him completely as he tended to you whilst you lay there. Your blindfold was next, your eyes sore as they adjusted to the dim light of the bedroom but his smile was wonderful as you saw it. His eyes showed so much adoration and concern whilst he focused on you. The nipple clamps were taken off, he placed kisses where they bit into your skin soothing the red marks that appeared as a reminder. His cock was soft inside you, slightly slipping out from all the movement allowing the cocktail of your cum to spill against the sheets. His fingers pulled the earphones away, the loud music filling the silence as he brought you into a kiss. “Was that everything you wanted?” He whispered against the shell of your ear.

“It was perfect”

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He looked too perfect lying there on the soft plush of your duvet. The pink sheets were a stark contrast against his black jacket, which he didn’t get to shed before he collapsed. Leon still struggled with sleep, many thoughts still plaguing his mind and the lack of alcohol didn’t numb them away anymore. He was called on what was meant to be a shorter mission however it turned into a weeklong, and you woke up to his text message late afternoon requesting to stay over. You smiled at the man, his hair messy and spread out beneath him. His plump lips let out small snores. You tapped his foot, hoping the movement would wake him up. Only for a groan to leave his lips and for him to move further into the pillow. You opted to let him sleep, occasionally brushing past the bedroom and checking in case he had woken up. The hours ticked by and he still hadn’t woken up, however, this time you walked past you saw he had moved from laying on his stomach to his back.

His shirt had ridden up exposing his abs, his jacket hanging off his shoulders now. You didn’t however miss the soft noises that left his lips, his eyes and brows pinched together following a soft rise of his hips. Upon closer inspection, you noticed the bulge in his jeans, the zipper straining to contain what looked like a painful erection. Your hands run along the outline, smirking as it jolted against your touch like a caged animal. His eyes whilst pinched together remained shut, his breath however faltered as he took a shaky inhale. You had both consented and spoken about this in the past, the poor man looked so desperate even in his sleep. Your fingers began to undo the button of his jeans, the zipper practically flying open. You could see a small spot on his boxers the pre cum already leaking out from where he was working himself up.

“Oh honey, so needy” You whisper, fingers dragging up the pronounced length. A whine let Leon’s lips despite him remaining asleep. You pulled his boxers away, watching as the red tip glistened in the dim lighting of your bedroom. He was always so perfect, his area well kept and clean no matter what situation he had previously found himself in. There were light bruises along his body, small scraps that might leave new scars for you to kiss. From this distance you could the beginnings of white hair sprinkled throughout his stubble, his hair decorated with a few strands as well. His face looked so peaceful, wrinkles smoothed out as he slept. You could feel your underwear becoming wet, the fabric sticking against you as you shifted in your clothes.

You stripped yourself bare, exposing your weeping cunt to the cold air of the bedroom. Your walls clenched at nothing as you climbed over him, straddling his waist. “Poor thing must be so tired” You whispered as you dragged your folds along his length, a trail of your arousal coating his length. You continued to grind against him, loving the way he slid through your lips with ease the more drenched his cock got. If you hit the right angle his tip would press again your clit, flicking it as you passed. Your whimpers hit his ears as you continued, his brain slowly waking up to the pleasure growing in his lower stomach. You pulled your shirt over your head, the fabric itching your skin as sweat began to shine over you. Your breasts hung in his face, moving with each drag of your body. When you looked back down at him you found him smirking, his eyes twinkling as he gave into the lust that poured through his body.

His stare made you falter, your rhythm breaking causing you to shy away. His hands found your hips, gripping them tightly as he attempted to encourage your movements along his cock. His release was imminent. “Hey there” He chuckled lowly, his voice laced with sleep as he looked at you. Your cheeks flushed, sweat coating your brow. “Working hard there girl are we?” He smirked. You growled in frustration, relentlessly rutting your hips. Leon groaned in your ear, the sound going straight to your throbbing clit which you were now happily grinding against his tip. Already close to his dream Leon threw his head back, happily watching as your breast hung in front of his face. The sounds you were making were pornographic, his balls tightening as they began to shoot out his load, coating the outside of your pussy. You whined at the sensation, at how warm and sticky your entrance was now as you continued to spread it around with your movements.

You then slipped backwards, moaning loudly as his soft cock slipped in with ease. Leon groaned as he felt you encase him. His cock hardened inside you as you rode it. Each time you lifted it was harder when you sank back down. “Such a good girl waking me up like this. So fucking hot” Leon began to ramble, his mouth capturing one of your breasts, sucking on it greedily like a hungry child. Leon’s cock curved in just the right spot abusing the soft rigid flesh of your g-spot. His groans vibrate around your nipple. He smirked against your breast as you clenched around him, your pussy clamping down on his hardened length as you orgasm. He loved you like this, your body showcases the pleasure that he gave you, your whimpers and whine leaving your lips without a second thought.

If he was to die here, he would be happy.

Leon’s hand gripped your hips as he flipped you both over, watching as your body was now sprawled out from beneath him. Your arms moved like a practised dance, trying to grip at anything. He shed his jacket and shirt, his jeans now pooled at his feet as he tugged you to the bottom of the bed. He drives his cock deep inside your walls, splitting you open again and again. Running off the pure desire of your love, relishing the closeness of the two of you. He won't ruin the night by talking about the events of his last mission, the way he almost died after getting infected. Instead, he worked harder, not taking the love for granted when he finally released himself inside. You felt his warmth flood you, the ache in your pussy snapping along with him.

You were both a sweaty mess, cum dribbled everywhere - your thighs were sticky with it. He kissed you, hard, it was messy and sloppy pouring everything he had into it. Only because he could, because he made it back like he always would.

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Leon laid against the bed looking at you with drunken eyes. His erection was pitiful, you would be lucky if he hadn’t permanently ruined his cock with how fast he came. You sighed at him, whenever you meant it to be audible or not he didn’t know. Shame coursed through him at the thought of being this pathetic when it comes to sex now. He used to be the dominant one, throwing your legs over his shoulder as he pounded into you with relentless speed and agility. He watched as you fetched something from the wardrobe, pulling out a small silk box. “What’s that?” He asked, sitting up against the headboard.

You felt bad it had come to this, that Leon had gone far into the bottle he became obsessed with only his pleasure and not your own. You knew it wasn’t your fault, his spark in life was barely there as is, and his pitiful sex was evidence that he still loved you. As he dragged his ass home from whatever bar he came from, kissing you away before he slid his cock in. The smell of whiskey or whatever he drank fills your senses. You frowned at his misty eyes, Evidence to you that he was also feeling bad with how fast he came, maybe he was more sober today. You opened the box presenting the pink dildo to him. You watched his eyes flash in confusion, attempting to figure out what you were suggesting. “Is this for you?” He questioned, holding the toy in his hand. You shook your head a nervous chuckle leaving your lips.

“No. I thought we could try something different if you are up for it?” You asked, presenting the harness and lube. Leon audible gulped. Embarrassment flows through your system at the idea of him rejecting this. You hadn’t thought about how he would take it, you were just so frustrated that you wanted to give him a new perspective on sex. He was silent for a while, his eyes flickering between the toy and you. You didn’t however fail to notice the way his cock hardened in between his legs, his tip slowly exposing itself. It looked so pretty like this, raw and red. Gathering a light sheen of pre cum making it look beautiful. “We can try it” he spoke quietly. A light dust of pink covered his cheeks. You smiled at him warmly, “Anything feels too much we will stop”

Leon nodded, moving himself further down the bed. He watched as you strapped yourself in, covering himself and the toy with more than enough lube. Your hand found its way to his semi-hard cock, squeezing it lightly as it slowly began to harden under your touch. He groaned as your thumb swiped over the tip spreading his pre cum down his shaft. Your fingers were so soft and gentle, pleasuring him in just the right way he barely felt the toy prod at his entrance. As you added pressure to your grip, you moved your hips further forward. Leon whimpered and groaned beneath you his hands reaching out to grab at something. His eyebrows pinched together, his cheeks now covered in a dark red as he continued to control his breathing. “Doing so well” You whispered, smirking as his cock twitched in your hand.

Leon should have been embarrassed by this, how his sex game has been reduced to him being a whimpering mess. But your soothing words and your gentle touch eased him into the role, one he didn't know he needed. He craved your touch, your praise. Optionally opening his legs wider for you, his thighs moving in the position he would normally put yours. His body became limp beneath you, allowing you to begin to thrust. He didn’t expect it to feel so good, that one spot inside him making his toes curl. Part of him felt guilty you weren’t getting anything from this, but when he looked up, he saw you smile and your eyes blow out wide with lust.

“How are you feeling Leon?” You asked, tapping his cheek to bring him out of his daze. A stupid giddy smile grew on his face as he looked up at you, tears pricking the corners of his eyes. You kissed him, the kiss was sloppy and hard. Teeth clashing as you haven’t yet perfected your movement. He didn’t care, he just admired the closeness. How you put him before you. A subtle reminder he hadn’t done the same. “So good, You’re too good for me sweetheart”

A phrase you heard almost daily, always slipping through his drunken lips. His cock throbbed in your hand, his cum shooting up his chest decorating his small stomach with himself. You normally would have liked a warning, perhaps you would need to reprimand him next time. Yet when you looked back to his face, his features relaxed and almost happy you couldn't bring yourself to do it. He finally looked free, peaceful if only for a split moment before his thoughts plagued it.

Your pussy throbbed hard, desperate for a release you were sure you’d have to give yourself with the vibrator you purchased. But when you pulled out of him, his head shot up. Watching you disinfect and put away the toy. He wanted to follow you, pick you up and return the favour but he couldn’t move. So instead he waited for you to return. You began to clean up the mess on his chest and lower areas, making sure to be careful in case anything was sore. Your touch was so soft he could have cried. You moved to lay against the headboard as you ran your hands soothingly through his hair. “I’m sorry for being a dick” he muttered. You almost didn’t hear him because of how quiet he was. “I know I’ve been difficult to deal with”

Your heart sank at his confession, continuing to run your hands through his hair. “It’s not your fault” You sympathised. Even though he irritated you with his mood swings and the constant bottle in his hand you couldn’t fault him. You knew what he had gone through. “Let me make it up to you please” He whimpered, moving with a slight wince. Your eyes widened as he began to feast upon you, groaning against your cunt at your taste. You were in for a longer night than you’ve had for a while.

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You were completely worn out everything ached as you dragged yourself home from the training session—fatigue lingering in the shadows. The only thing keeping your feet going was that he would be at home waiting for your return. Leon had been away in another country doing countless missions abroad for the government that you both worked for. He heard the door slam shut, his chirpy attitude diminished when he saw your slouched shoulders from where you were sat on the couch, the bag discarded at the doorway. Leon sighed at you, you poor thing. So tired.

You saw his feet between your knees, his hands touching them gently as he lowered himself. If you were so tired you would have commented sarcastically about his knees clicking. His hand caressed your face, lifting your chin to meet his face. “Hey there, Doll” He whispered, a sympathetic smile on his features. You chuckled, one so small it was more like a puff of air. His thumb swiped along your jaw lovingly that sympathetic smile still lingering. You could see the fatigue in his eyes, ones that mirrored your own after many years of service. “Hi Handsome”

Leon smiled at how soft your voice was, the tiredness evident. You flung your arms around his neck, burying yourself into his neck. You felt his stubble scrap against your cheek as he pulled you close. “You smell like shit” He muttered into your neck, your sweaty shirt sticking to his own. “You know how to get to a girl's heart don’t you” You laughed. Crow's feet appeared in his eyes, as he grinned at you. His lips finally meet yours in a long-awaited kiss. “In need of some relaxing, it seems? When’s the last time you chilled out” He spoke softly as he pulled away. You nodded sighing loudly. Your body sagged against his as you finally relaxed now he was here. “Too long ago” You muttered meekly. You pulled away, groaning as you went to stand - muscles aching in protest.

He watched you limp to the bathroom, the sound of the shower filling the silence of the apartment. Sighing Leon stood as well his own body protesting. His brain ran over ideas on how to help, remedies and things you both had lying around the house to ease the strain on your body until he finally caught the eye of the package that arrived today. One that he had accidentally ordered during his stay in a hotel, his phone giving him an advert for the product.

You had a warm towel wrapped around your body water droplets still dripping your body as you walked into the bedroom. Yet the warmth of the water did nothing to soothe your aches, you felt them pinch and throb every time you moved. You groaned as you sat on the bed, the towel slipping loose ever so slightly. “Still hurts?” Leon spoke from the doorway. You looked up at him, his arms holding a package. You nodded, looking up at him with a pleading look. Perhaps you shouldn’t have gone so hard during training. The box thudded against the bed next to you. Your fingers pulled back the flaps as you took a peak, inside there were many candles. “Candles?” You asked him, “Going to soothe my aches with aromatherapy?” Leon chuckled darkly, shaking his head as he pulled one out of the box presenting the lid to you. Massage oil. “Leon I don't understand why did you this?”

“I was lonely when you went on your last mission, stumbled across a few…sites as normal. This looked interesting, thought maybe we could try it”

You were surprised by his admission. It wasn’t uncommon for the two of you to watch such material, the excitement of his new idea made your clit throb. “Lay down the towel and let me help” Leon cooed, holding your face gently. His thumb swiped over your lips. You complied, setting the towel down along the bed to lie on it. The cold air cooled the water that hadn’t dried from your skin making you shiver. The match lit up the room, the smell of the burning wood relaxing you as he lit up the candle in his hands. Leon set it on the bedside table before turning to flick off the lights. The room was illuminated with an orange glow as he continued to light up the candles, placing them at various points in the room.

You watched as he lifted his shirt above his head, his abs flexing in the lights. Vanilla began to fill the air as the wax melted. Leon kissed up your body, licking against your skin his spit shining in the warm light. His boxers were next, his cock springing free against his stomach collecting small droplets of cum. He checked the candle, bringing it over to the two of you. “Where does it ache the most love?” he asked as he hovered it over your body. He looked so attractive light this. His eyes blown out wild as they stared at you, watching as your breath quickened in anticipation. His blond hair hid his eyes as he watched the wax drip out of the tin. The droplet falls onto the skin of your stomach burning it upon impact but then soothing into a warm feeling. He watched as it melted on your skin, the shimmer of the wax shining in the dim light.

You gasped as he began to rub it into the skin, the pressure and warmth easing the aches in your side. His big hands splayed across your stomach as he kneaded the skin occasionally dropping more. The burn was quick, causing whimpers to leave your lips as it made contact but Leon was quicker to spread the wax; kneading it into the skin and working on loosening the aches. The drops kept getting lower and lower until it was hovering over your cunt.

His eyes darkened as he looked at you, his cock thumping eagerly at his gesture. “Does it ache here love?” He asked lowly. Your eyes widened at his implications but nodded anyway hissing as the wax made contact with your clit. You moaned as the hit tinged the sensitive bud. He watched as the oil dripped down the skin through your folds. The shimmer makes it look like a prized jewel. His fingers worked quickly to knead it in the skin, lifting your clitoral hood allowing the warmth to tingle around the nerves. You whimpered and clutched at the sheets, your body tensing as he continued to lubricate your cunt with the oil.

You could feel his cock prodding at your entrance, your walls splitting open as he worked his way into you. His thrust was slow at first, dragging out his length watching as it also began to shine. The warmth of you and the oil caused his head to throw back. You squirmed against him as he poured more onto where you were joined. His thrusts spread the heat over your thighs, the oil dripping between your ass cheeks. Leon smirked down at you. His hands holding your hip bringing you closer and closer to him. He could feel his skin slip against yours.

The candlelight shining across your skin makes you glow like a goddess. He had spilt himself over this, came all up his stomach and over his laptop screen when he watched the porn again and again. The idea was like ecstasy in his brain the more he thought about what you would like. He could feel his balls tighten as you came around him, Your neck arching along with your back elongating your body for him. He could feel you plant your feet firmly into the mattress raising your hips to meet his own as fucked himself into you. His cock bruised your cervix as he spilled himself inside you, stuffing his cum as deep as he could. Maybe it would take and he would be able to watch you blossom like this again, watch your body glow with the swell of your stomach as he soothed the stretched skin. He thrust his cum deeper and deeper until there was nothing left.

He watched you relax against the sheets, a pleased smile plastered on his face as he looked at you. All tension from your face and body had faded, leaving you completely blissed out beneath him. “How many candles did you buy?” you said. “More than enough”

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It unnerved Leon that you were too confident, way too confident with how you sat in the chair. A large grin plastered on your face like you weren’t currently sitting in the interrogation room of the RPD. Good ol Rookie Leon’s first case landed with someone rumoured to be so slippery in the centre of it. Just his luck. You admired his determination, his drive to get the truth behind what you had done…to finally lock you up for good. But you could see him nervously lick those pretty plump lips and watch his biceps contract as he rubbed the back of his neck. He was cute, you have to thank the gods that they gave you the rookie.

He stumbled over his words as he asked the questions, his papers becoming crinkled as he grasped at them tightly, it was all too cute. “Why were you spotted at the scene of the crime?” he asked again as if you would randomly give up the answer after his other attempts. Leon sighed as you gave him yet another smile, your refusal to cooperate was getting tiresome. His longer hours catching up to him. “Please, just give me something so we can all go home” he sighed, the papers slamming on the table as he put them down. His actions made you jump slightly, the force of the slap enough to get your pussy throbbing at the simple display of strength. Your laugh irritated him further, his patience wearing thin. Why couldn’t you just give him a straight answer?

“You’re just going to give up? Like that, this is easier than I thought” You teased. Your laughter echoed around the room as Leon narrowed his eyes at you. “What do you mean?” He asked, he took steps around the table towering over you. You smirked at him, admiring his features from up close - god he was so cute. “Come on, Use your brain”

Leon sighed heavily, a headache forming as he looked over the notes again. “I’ll reward you if you figure it out. You got this Rookie”

Chris had told you about him, your inside man, the one you were sure was behind the two-way mirror as always. The poor rookie who was bullied by everyone else; was presumed destined to fail. You felt bad for the kid, making you pick up those infamous black gloves again and target the poor lady's house. If anyone else had seen the evidence they wouldn’t have assumed you. Too much evidence for your handy work, Blood on the window frame, fingerprint on the door handle. With a push from Chris - Leon had figured it out. Now he just needed your admission, if only he was confident enough to get it.

Leon sighed picking up the papers again and looking at you. “The house that was broken into is in the same area people have claimed to see you pass by a few times within the last week” He started. You bit your lip to hide the smirk, you practically felt giddy as he slowly figured it out, the pinch in his eyebrows so adorable. “But when asked, you claimed you didn’t know the street. So which is it?” He asked he leant on the table this time. Giving you a perfect view of his veins that snaked up his arms. “The photos first presented to me were unclear. I now recognise the street, I often take walks through there”

You watched as his brain continued to spin, trying to figure out how to move on from the information to get the right question you were waiting for. “I know ways to help you brainstorm…works for the other officers” You teased. Leon’s head snapped back at you, confusion laced throughout his features. What do you mean? “What?”

You laughed, his cheeks flushing red at the sound. “You really think I have links to so many crimes and get away with almost all of them?”

His eyes widened at your admission, realisation hitting him like a truck. “You have inside men?” He spoke, his quivering. Goosebumps rose on his skin as his nerves got to him. You smiled at his paled face, it was adorable. “More like one man, the same one that will get rid of the tapes for me claiming they are corrupted.” You smiled. Leon was shocked, he didn’t know what to do. How could he prove that you were the thief everyone has been trying to get if someone was going to clear the tapes? “You can still look like a hero, I’ll accept the jail time and the precinct can stop bullying you. If you give me something in return.”

It was wrong that Leon even considered your options. He had been having a hard time, catching someone as infamous as you would be perfect for the other officers to leave him alone. “What do you want in return?” his voice shook no matter how much he tried to sound confident. “Sex, You’re cute…and seem experienced” You smirked. He felt the blood rush to cock, all rational thinking leaving his brain. “There’s a two-way mirror anyone can walk in” He stated. “All the more exciting no?”

He rounded the table approaching you, his fingers ran through your hair admiring how soft the strands were. You were beautiful looking up at him, a grin plastered on your face as you waited expectedly. He nodded, your only confirmation he was agreeing to this. You lifted your hands in the air, holding out your hands for him to undo the cuffs that kept you attached to the table. Leon only smirked and shook his head, lifting off the chair and pressing you against the cool metal table. Both of you were now facing away from the door, looking directly at the mirror in front of you. You watched as he undid his belt, pulling his trousers down far enough to let his cock spring free. He worked on your skirt next, exposing the thong you wore underneath.

He shoved the fabric aside, his fingers briefly dipping into the pooling arousal that began to drip out of your cunt. Your whimper caused his cock to thump against the swell of your ass. A breathy moan left his lips. He was impatient, entering you almost instantly without any foreplay. Maybe the fear of getting caught was thumping through his veins, his cock twitching every time he looked up at the glass. You felt his veins each time he dragged himself out, focusing on his pleasure as he pushed your head to the table. His fingers gripping the back of your head making sure you stayed there. His balls - cupped by the fabric underneath them- slapped against your ass as his speed picked up. Pathetic groans left his lips as he neared his release.

He was different to the other officers, using your cunt for release not bothering with conversation or dirty talk. He knew what he was doing this for. It was hard for him not to get lost in the way you gripped at him, preventing him from pulling all the way out. You could see your breath fog against the table, your sweaty hands leaving marks against the shiny surface. “Fuck” He groaned, his only warning before he spilt himself into you. Your orgasm eventually shatters through you at the feeling of his cum coating your walls. His seed warmed you up as he pulled out, adjusting your clothing before his own.

“I’ll have to restart the tapes so we can stage it,” He said, his cheeks flushed red and a light shine of sweat on his forehead. “Do whatever you need to do rookie...I'll be looking forward to spending time here more”

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You looked so small in his jacket as he led you through the restaurant. The worn leather hid how short your skirt was to the other men in the bar. He had texted you after a hard mission, offering you a large sum of cash that was more than enough to cover your expenses for the month. You were a special treat in the sugar daddy world, one that Leon is always thankful he got you first. A completely untouched treat, ruined by no one else but him when you would eventually give him the chance. It was shameful for him to admit how many days he had spent fisting his fat cock to the thought of splitting you open for the first time. Having your pretty little canal stretching to his size and no one else's. You agreed to keep meeting up with him because he accepted your virginity, not rushing you into anything you weren't ready for. His hand was large on the small of your back, the heat of it penetrating the layers.

Leon would admit your outfit choice pissed him off today, the short skirt showing off far too much of your thighs than he liked. Part of him always felt like he owned you, after all, he did pay for everything. Those red bottom heels didn't come from your paycheck.

He was only rushing because his cock was throbbing against the zipper of his trousers after your admission tonight, a promise to treat him for the extra money he gave you. He didn't care he went over your agreement, you deserved it compared to his usual expense of bottles of alcohol. Yet you were so kind and innocent to offer him this gift. He was practically speeding home, the throb ticking like a time bomb as he raced home. The thought of your pussy alone enough for him to cum. After all, that's all he's had to work with for many months.

You gulped at the size of it as he sat you down on the sofa, demanding he go over what you were comfortable with before he forced himself on you. Your innocent eyes slit through him like a razer as your gaze drifted from his cock to his face. “Are you sure you are okay with this? I don’t want you to feel like you have to” He spoke, his words clipped short as you continued to look up at him with doe eyes. ‘Fuck’ he muttered under his breath. You nodded, the words unable to form as you were in new territory. Your nerves were on end, the unfamiliar throb of your pussy wasn’t helping. “I need you to use your words sweetheart” He spoke, his fingers cupping the side of your head. Your eyes followed him as he knelt in front of you, his eyes scanning your features for what you didn’t know. “I’m okay with it, I want it to be you”

Leon swore his knees buckled to the floor with your admission, his breath faltered at your sweet smile. He held his hand out, enjoying how small and soft yours was in his hands. He led you to the bedroom slowly, the only room in his house you hadn’t been in. Your breath shook in anticipation as you waited for him to take the lead. Leon began to kiss down your neck, sucking on your soft skin gently. He admired the skin darkening with his claim. Your hands gripped his forearms - grounding yourself with him. His fingers drifted to the hem of the stupid skirt, “This pissed me off today you know? Letting all of those ungrateful twats see these thighs”

“I’m sorry, I just wanted to look nice for you”

You whimpered as he squeezed the flesh, holding onto it as he dropped to his knees. His hands pulled on the fabric tugging it down your hips until it pooled on the floor beneath you. Leon's lips kissed your cunt through the fabric of your underwear, his fingers toying with the sweet little bow sitting on the elastic. Your hands wove their way into the blond strands, accidentally tugging him closer to feel his lips again. The fabric of your underwear grew wet with his sloppy kisses, the light pink turning dark. Leon stood up again, towering over you as he walked you to the bed. He was gentle as he laid you against the bedding, his weight lightly crushing you as he ground his hips against your covered cunt.

He slid your underwear down your legs, exposing your pussy to him. His mouth instantly attached itself to the untouched folds. You tasted sweeter than he ever imagined. His tongue worked to warm you, make sure you were relaxed and ready for his intrusion. Your thighs wrapped round his head, pulling him closer to your folds. You whimpered when flicked his tongue over you clit, sucking on it softly to release more of the sweet sounds. The pleasure he was giving you was white hot, so much better than your delicate fingers as you attempted to explore what it felt like. The sounds you were making flushed your cheeks when they reach your ears. His occasional glance from where he was devouring you caused your legs to tighten.

He allowed you to have your first orgasm, greedily sucking on the juices you lovingly splashed over his face. He saved a few drops, spreading it over your folds soaking them as his other hand worked on his trouser buttons. Discarding every piece of clothing on himself. For his age he was more attractive than you though, scars littered his skin showing off stories he had yet to tell you. A map of everything he had been through.

He could see your nerves show as you watched him line his beading tip to your entrance, the intrusion uncomfortable but not unwelcome. “I’ll be careful alright, Tap my arm 3 times and I’ll stop”

You nodded, taking in a deep breath as you felt him penetrate you, his cock splitting you open. He groaned at the way your split around his cock, your whining music to his ears. He inched slowly careful not to give you too much as once. Leon grinned as your face turned from pain into pleasure. His movements slow as he continues to stuff his cock inside you inch by inch. Your hands gripped at his forearms, nails digging crescent marks into the skin drawing blood. He kissed your neck sucking on your pulsepoint to ease the pain - to focus on something else as he finally bottomed out letting you adjust to his size. He lifted your top exposing your breasts to him.

They were soon blessed with his blossoming marks, all small ways to distract you as he finally began to move. His thoughts ran wild as he stripped you of your innocence. Forever thankful he was the one to do this to you, to be the first one to experience every grip your velvet walls gave him. To watch the twitch of your clit with each thrust he gave you. It wasn’t long until he watched your body squirm with your second orgasm. The sensation is still unfamiliar as he worked through it with you. He groped your breasts, watching them bounce as he finally released himself with you.

Leon was quick with aftercare, working hard to pull you into his arms, holding you close against his chest. His fingers combed through your hair, whispering sweet nothings into your ear. He could wait to show you the kinky side to sex, exposing you to some of his deepest desires. Forming you into his kinky little dream.

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You stared at the text on your phone whilst you were at work, confusion flashing over your features.

‘Can you open the parcel and leave it in the freezer for a few hours?’

What the fuck was he on about? Leon had been away for a few days, yet another long business trip that was far too boring for him. Reducing his time spent with you. Despite having access to all the hotel's entertainment, he still thought of you. He was close to requesting the sheets to be changed because of how much he spilt all over them. He wasn’t shy to admit he was missing you, poor Hunnigan had gotten the heat of his frustrated rants. The new toy he got you was more for himself than you. He wanted to spend his final free night before the huge event listening to whimpers as you inserted it.

Leon wasn’t shy to admit he watched porn when he was away, preferring videos of you playing with yourself but if the timezones were too far then he would cave. He didn’t want to disturb your beauty sleep after all. That’s where he learnt about the glass dildo, the one that was now sitting on the doorstep of your shared home waiting for you. He had to admit, his text was probably too vague, he could imagine your cute look of confusion as you tried to make sense of it.

You stared at the box when you arrived home, the shape of it looking ordinary but the fragile sticker along the top confused you. You sighed opening the door, placing the package on the table before taking off your coat and shoes. Your phone chimed with another text from Leon :

‘Hope you got home safe, Have you opened it yet?’

His vagueness was catching you off guard, opting to open it before you replied. You expected something weird and strange. He had gained a habit of ordering random things online when they popped up at adverts but this was different. He would have had to look for this, scanned the internet until he found exactly what he wanted all whilst thinking of you. You pulled the dildo out of the box, the length similar to his, the girth slightly smaller it would be a reasonable substitute for him. However, putting it in the freezer stumped you.

‘Interesting. Why am I putting it in the freezer?’

‘To make it cold. Wait until I call you later to take it out :)’

The wait was killing you, the more you thought about the more tempted you were to touch that ball of nerves. You had tried everything at this point to not think about how soaked you were. Taking a cold shower - it normally worked for Leon. Watching some intense movie where you had to concentrate. Nap.

When your phone rang hours later you were giddy seeing his photo pop up. His adorable smile on the screen, one that only you were blessed to see, Crow's feet lingering at the corners of his eyes. “You haven't touched it yet have you?” He asked, followed by shuffling. Leon had just got back from a long dinner, and the outline of his cock was visible the entire time he thanked the Lord that the lighting was dim in the restaurant. He now lay on his hotel bed, his trousers and boxers discarded somewhere by the door. His shirt was open and his cock thumping steadily against his stomach. The tip was already beading with pre cum like it was desperately crying for his attention. “No, it's still in the freezer” you spoke, walking over to the kitchen. Leon smirked when he heard the freezer drawer open along with your hiss of it being freezing. “It's meant to be love…go,d I wish I could see you do this” he groaned.

You had walked to the bedroom, the toy wrapped in a tea towel warmed up enough you wouldn't get freezer burn. “Okay I'm ready” you announced. Your statement was followed by his dark chuckle crackling through the speaker. “Okay , baby can you touch your nipples with it, please? I want them to be nice and perky for me” he said. You hissed as you picked up the cold dildo before rubbing the tip of it against each nipple. The sensitive buds peaking instantly become sore to the touch. Your whimpers crackled through his phone, his only confirmation that you were doing as he said. Instead of touching himself just yet he wanted to wait. Trying his best to ignore the way his cock slapped against his stomach, the angry tip now poked through his foreskin exposing the now steady stream of precum that dribbled down the sides. “It's so cold Leon” you whimpered, the sensation causing your nipples to become painfully hard. Each flick of the dildo around or about them caused you to bite your lip - breathless moans falling from your lips. You could only imagine how this felt once you touched more sensitive areas.

“Can you drag it down your breast? Towards your cunt baby? I want to hear how it feels” he grumbled, hands grabbing at his thighs and pulling at the dark hair that decorated them. You tried to form words, the anticipation of what it would feel like against the heat of your pussy filled your mind instead. Leon however wasn't satisfied with that, he wanted to hear every detail. So each time you passed a point he wanted an update on or missed an area he wanted feedback from, you would have to start again. Drifting the toy back up along the goosebumps until your lust-filled brain got it right.

His fingers twitched when you finally reached your clit, the description of how it was fluttering underneath the glass was almost his breaking point. If only you could see the pool of precum on his stomach, muddled in with the snail trail - you would have complained what a waste. He could already imagine the feel of your tongue lapping it up like a milk-thirsty kitten. “What-what next?” you shivered. The breeze of the night didn't help cool your skin, your body shivering causing the dildo to flick against your clit. “Play with yourself baby but don't enter just yet”

Leon had to catch up, his hands slowly working to each swear, each moan that left your lips as you dragged the dildo through your folds. He hoped he left it long enough that you weren't easily heating it up, losing the freezing temperatures. You could hear the wet sounds of his movements crackle through the phone, wanting desperately to ask how he was doing but all you did was circle the tip of the dildo against your weeping hole.

It was interesting how the glass dildo had such detail for its material. How it never bent or moved like the normal silicone ones. It stayed perfectly hard, rigid despite your movements. You could only wonder what it would feel like once it sat snugly in your folds.

“You can push it inside now baby.”

You let out a guttural groan as you did so followed by a hiss because of the temperature. Leon let out a groan of his own as he swiped across his tip, spreading the endless stream of his pre down his shaft. He imagined his hand was your pussy, the self-lubricant he used was just your juices that spilt from you. He wanted to know if the cock turned cloudy as you thrust it inside, the arousal that normally coated his now-coating the rigid toy. “How does it feel, baby?”

“So hard…I can feel all of it”

He groaned, the image of your pretty pink lips separating for the toy flooding his mind. God if only he could see this.

His orgasm was incoming and by the sounds of it yours was as well. Your whimpers and groans cracked through the phone. It sounded like some badly recorded porno from his phone. Your whimpers turned into swears until finally you gasped and it all released. Your cum warmed your frozen fingertips as it splashed over it. Leon came at your description, ropes of cum climbing his chest almost reaching his chin.

Your gasps and moans were the only thing that filled the air as you both calmed down. “Where do you come up with this shit?” You chuckled, pulling the toy out and laying it back on the towel. Leon laughed, his head thrown back against the plush pillows his phone balanced on his chest. “Boredom away from you”

You both said your goodbyes and miss you. The phone call ends with sweet promises to see each other soon and the dildo tucked away safely in the freezer waiting for his return.

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Leon had no fucking clue how he ended up in this situation. Not that he was complaining though. He was lying on the bed, his raging hard-on twitching and throbbing at the sight before him. His beautiful girlfriend, her naked form shining in the dim light of the bedroom like he was some goddess. Your whines filled the room, each one causing blood to rush to his cock. He desperately wanted to relieve some of the pressure, wanting to cave and lubricate his cock with the large amount of precum that he had spilt already but Jill told him he wasn’t allowed to touch it. Yes, Jill Valentine - he had only met the woman recently after their mission in Alcatraz.

The group invited him out for drinks, which you tagged with him for support or to make sure he didn’t exceed his limit. However, you had hit it off with his new acquaintance. Spending the evening laughing and joking, doing shots. Jealous ran through his system just like it did now as he watched Jill switch between your breasts.

He watched as the woman's fingers worked your pussy, circling the clit or spreading your arousal all over. When Jill wasn’t in the way he could vaguely see it spread over your thighs. His fingers itched to touch you, his mouth watered at the thought of your sweet taste. Leon was a patient man however, he would wait.

Jill let go of your breast with a pop, a line of saliva following her movements. She looked over her shoulder at Leon. He grumbled at her chuckle, watching how pathetic he looked like that. “Jealous?” Jill teased. His eyes narrowed glaring at the woman but it disappeared as fast as it formed. Her fingers lightly followed the veins on his cock, cupping his balls with the heel of her palm. You smiled at his whimper, watching as he followed her movements. “Come here darling” Jill instructed pointing to you. Leon smiled as he saw you approach, his eyes fluttering shut when he felt your fingers touch his thighs. “I think Leon is jealous, shall we give him some love?”

She brought your hand to his cock it instantly twitched to your touch. Leon grumbled as Jill set a pace, guiding your hand to the movement that she wanted. Your thumb swiped across the slit in his tip, smiling at the cloudy liquid that decorated the nail varnish you wore. Jill moved towards his head, her breasts bouncing as she moved catching Leon’s attention. With a nod from Jill, you swung your leg to the overside of him, now hovering over his desperate cock. He could perfectly see all the foreplay Jill had done, your breast perked and tight the nipples erect. Your lips were coated in your juices, your pussy puffy and waiting to sink on him. Leon’s hands gripped at the sheets, his eyes never leaving yours. He almost forgot Jill was in the room until her thighs landed at either side of his head, muting the sounds of the room as she cushioned them. He wanted to groan, to protest that he wouldn’t be able to hear the wet sounds of your pussy riding on his cock. Your sweet little moans as he makes you feel full. It was all his favourite part.

He watched as you sunk onto his cock, his length disappearing inside of you. Your ass putting the right amount of pleasure on his balls. You didn’t move, just waited patiently for Jill’s next instruction - always the good girl he thought. He had trained you well. A shadow formed over his face as he looked up to be met with the view of Jill’s pussy. Her arousal had coated her despite the lack of attention she had given herself. As if making the both of you feel good was enough for her. He watched greedily as Jill lowered herself onto his face. A smirk already filled his features as he thought about his next move. Unlike you, Leon didn’t play by the rules. Jill’s control faltered and he began to feast upon her. He could feel her thighs tighten around his head muting the sounds around him further, her hips already rocking against his stubble.

It was his turn to moan again as you began to move, working yourself to an orgasm focusing only on his lower half. He could feel your fingers lightly scrape at his abs, your nails digging into the muscles as you worked yourself on his cock. Your walls fluttered as you brought yourself closer to your orgasm, he wanted to focus on the feeling but with Jill riding her face it was hard.

His cock was so painfully hard with all the attention on him. “Such an attention whore” You chuckled to the woman oppiste you. The only one that could actually hear you. Jill laughed as well, followed by a loud groan from her as she began to hit his nose just right. Leon’s fingers dug into her hips as he pulled Jill closer to him. Devouring her eagerly. You could feel the puffy veins of his cock as they dragged through you. His cock throbbed the closer he got, his orgasm practically going to explode inside of you. You picked up your speed as best you could, your thighs burning from the movements. Your hands now pressed on his stomach firmly as you worked yourself faster. He smiled against Jill. Her fingers now tugging at the strands of his hair. His nose brushed against her clit with each thrust she made. Leon sucked harder, his tongue working magic as you all attempted to release at the same time.

He vaguely heard Jill talk again, her commanding voice weakening as her orgasm was impending. He wasn’t sure what the instruction was until he finally felt you clench around his cock. Your perfect cunt sucked him in place as your orgasm shattered through you. He could feel it drip down his balls as they tightened, ready for his release inside of you. To pump you full of him so you wouldn’t forget who you belonged to in this scenario. Jill tugged on his hair, his face getting drenched in her juices as he sucked hard on it. It was only when she lifted she smirked down at his puffy lips and his lust-blown eyes. A pleading look on his face as he continued to thrust up into you like some horny dog. Jill nodded her head, permitting him to finally cum.

You smiled as his warmth filled you, his cock driving so deep inside as he deposited it. You could feel it drip out of you, creating a cocktail of the two of you. Jill smiled at the intimacy of the two of you. The love you both had made her smile as you both calmed down. “That was-” Leon groaned, his head falling back on soft sheets. You didn’t move, enjoying the feeling of him softening inside of you. Jill placed a kiss on your cheek and ruffled the man's hair a signal of her goodbye. A hidden promise in her eyes as you watched her leave for another round one day soon.

Leon tugged you into his chest, holding you close in the post-orgasm state. Neither of you said anything instead letting the newfound relaxation take you both into a peaceful sleep.

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Leon sighed as he looked at the collection of empty bottles on the coffee table, so many of the green beer bottles he could recreate that annoying song his kids liked to listen to. He ran his hands over his face, the stubble scratching his palms as his eyes glanced at the kitchen counters. The papers were bright white against the dark marble, a constant reminder of his blaring divorce. He knew he fucked up before she threw the ring at him, apparently sickness and health meant nothing to her. Only when he fell into this whirlpool of depression did she then decide to leave him, despite their vows to each other. Leon sighed at the picture of his kids that was hung in front of him. He couldn't even see them currently, not until he cleared up his act whenever that was going to happen. Leon thought she understood, thought she was a safe place to deal with his issues but he was wrong. She had enough of his endless drinking and slept with her stupid Co-worker.

Of course, the woman made herself out to be the victim, that the reason she destroyed the only stable thing in his life was because of his drinking. His nightmares that constantly disturbed the house were another one of the many complaints as she sat him down and paced around the room during her announcement of this decision. It's not like he could help half of these things, he genuinely thought she understood but now he supposed like all things they eventually leave him.
The music was loud as he took another sip of the beer in his hands glancing at the door and waiting for the soft knock he knew was coming. He shouldn't have called you - dragged you into the hell hole that he resigned himself to. You were too innocent and kind for that only being a few years older than when he was thrust into this life. It was unprofessional to even have this relationship with you; you were his trainee, a rookie and yet you were constantly his more recent contact. He shouldn't have been admiring the way your body felt against him as he would pull you back during fights keeping you behind him just in case. You worked so well with him, maybe that's why during the mess in China the touches got more personal, lingering in certain places.

He had to stifle a groan when he opened the door to you wearing a shirt tennis skirt and oversized jumper. Your legs were exposed to the cold, turning red as you shivered on the spot. "I'm gonna freeze my ass off if you don't let me in" you shivered jumping on the spot to keep your warmth. He chuckled lowly guiding you into his dark apartment. You probably should be more nervous doing this, shy away from him as he guides you inside but after everything the two of you have seen - he was comfortable, a warmth and guidance back to reality. Never pressing you to return to the real world faster than you could process what you have seen like your other partners.
"it's not my fault you decided to wear that outfit" he grumbled watching your ass cheeks poke out from underneath as he lifted the fabric of your skirt slightly. You giggled swatting his hand away as you turned to face him, now enveloped in the warmth of his apartment as he shut the door. You ignored the bottles that littered everywhere, ignored the sounds of Nickelback that filled the silence. You knew why he wanted to fuck you, why he called you over when it got too much, having accidentally announced his divorce during a drunken night at the bar. "I thought you liked it when I dress like this?" You teased as you approached him. Your body is pressing against his crotch feeling it twitch against his jeans. "I like it better when your skin doesn't freeze my hands when I touch you" he grumbled, pulling away and moving back towards the armchair he often sat in. You watched as he shifted his hips in the same motion as when he thrust himself up into you. You half expected him to tap his thigh drawing you closer but he didn't look your way. Like there was some ghost in the kitchen behind you. You turned to drop your bag off and then spotted the papers. That's why he called you.

"You alright?" You asked, your voice cautious. Of course, he wasn't okay, you knew that from the state of his home. His call was a reach. A reach to maybe someone that will make him forget her. Remind him of the person he used to be when he fell in love with her, in hopes one day she would take him back. He knew she never would, he ruined that bridge...burned it to the ground. He was sure once his kids turned 18 she would never talk to him again.

Leon shook his head at your question his eyes finally meeting yours as you approached him. His breath hitched as you sat on his lap getting yourself comfy against his warmth. It was wrong, the age gap made him feel sick. He would hate it if he found out his child was in a relationship like this in the future but you never seemed to care. You seemed to thrive in his affection and attention. To point your performance even improved at work. He felt slimy as his hand caressed your thigh the spot so close to the hem of your skirt. It wasn't the first time you were here like this and he knew it wouldn't be the last. There was some string tying you both together, tethering your souls. If he was spiritual he would have assumed you were his soulmate with how well you both clicked.

"Got the papers today, she said if I clean up my act I can see the kids. It's just hard. Drinking is the only way that makes me forget. The only thing that worked at least" he sighed. You understood where he came from that's why he was so open with you about it. When he bought you to meet his wife that's where it went downhill. She was convinced you were a home wrecker but neither of you had pushed that boundary until after his divorce was announced and he showed up at your door drunk shortly after to drag you to the bar. "What do you need?" You whispered, your head resting against his shoulder. You watched your fingers run along the back of his hand admiring the size difference. "I don't know love" he sighed, hitting his head on the back of the armchair. He felt you shift on his lap, leaving your back against his chest. Your ass pressed against his crotch as your hips swayed lightly to the music that filled the room. Leon stifled the groan, his eyes darkened as he watched you.
He started to nibble at the nape of your neck, his hand pushed your back further against him giving you an arch as you tried to stay pressed against his bulge. Leon felt himself getting lost in you, your perfume filling his senses, your hair tickling his cheeks. "What do you need Leon?" You whispered again, your tone dripping to a sultry one as you looked at him in the corner of your eye. His blond hair had fallen over his eyes, his hand still clutching the bottle. He glanced back at the kitchen, realizing the irony of the two of them acting like this given the papers. "You" he finally confirmed. His hand drifted up your thigh again sliding underneath your skirt.

He could feel the warmth coming from your pussy before his fingertips touched it. You could feel his smirk against your neck as he finally came in contact with the fabric of your undies. "So wet my love, already?" He teased. You whined as his hands ran up and down the fabric, your pussy sticking to the wetness of the gusset. A beg attempted to leave your lips as his finger slipped past the fabric gathering your arousal. "Don't tease today please" you whined, bucking your hips against his hand. His chuckle vibrated against your back, his voice dropping to the octave that made your toes curl "Why not? I thought you liked being teased". Leon's fingers found the top of your underwear, toying with the elastic. A silent way command for you to lift your hips for him.

He enjoyed seeing you so eager to follow his command, your underwear slid down your legs as you kicked them aside with his help. Leaving your weeping pussy to sit on his thigh. Every time he moved the rough fabric brushed along your core, Leon could already feel the wet patch form on his leg. His hands found their place on your hips and began to move them, smirking as he felt your breaths against his ear. Small whimpers and whines leave your lips as the pleasure begins to build up. Your clit throbbed desperate for a closer feel but at the angle he had pulled you back it barely got any of the action. “Leon-” You begged. He already knew what you were asking for, his hands had stopped you from angling the hips in the correct position. “Please..” You attempted again. His chuckle was low again as he began to kiss at the spot below your ear. You could feel his erection tent in his jeans, the sheer girth of it poking at your ass cheek. “I’ve been good” You tried yet again. This time his chest vibrated with a loud laugh, one that made your cheeks redden with blush. “Have you? Sauntering over here in that outfit- for every man to get a look at these” He mumbled as one hand moved to caress your thigh, the flesh spilling from his fingertips as he squeezed it slightly. “I dressed up for you” You whined.
Leon tutted a smirk plastered on his face as he watched you form excuses in your brain just to get what you wanted. Hoping that he would fool for one. His hand moved up underneath your skirt, his fingertips brushing your clit as you circled your hips. His other hand moved up your body underneath the jumper, teasing your erect nipples pinching and tweaking the buds eliciting such pretty noises. He could hear your breaths shorten as you drew closer to your finish.

Your eyes shut tight, breathing hitching as your body prepared to let the pleasure snap and flow through you. Only his hands landed back on your hips, the grip tight enough to stop your movements. “No…No please Leon..” You whimpered, your skin already covered in a light sheen of sweat with the amount of layers you had. Leon only chuckled again, looking at your flushed cheeks, your eyebrows pinched in frustration. “Come on, strip. Let me see you then” He whispered, his shoulder jolting your body ordering you to stand up.

He watched as you shimmed the skirt off, not missing the subtle movement of rubbing your thighs together to keep the stimulation going. Your jumper was next, exposing your bare chest. “No bra?” He spoke as his eyes gazed over your body admiring everything you had to offer. He loved how young and perky your breasts were, always capturing them in his mouth as they bounced with his thrusts. Your thighs are always around him in such perfect ways, the skin so soft in comparison to his. And then there was your pretty cunt, the shaved skin feeling so soft against his tip as he would run it along your folds, so neatly present just for him.

You watched as he undid his belt, shimming the jeans off as he let his erection spring free. His shirt was next, thrown and discarded somewhere in the room. He had gone soft in recent years, his abs now neatly tucked away behind a soft layer of fat. It made him self-conscious at first, his ex always poking fun at his ‘dad bod’. Then he found you, your hands gripping to his softer flesh, your teeth skinning into it softly as you needed you quieten your noises. Another reason for his growing love for you. He watched as you straddled his lap, your breasts hanging in his face as you lined yourself up. The armchair creaked with your movements as you began to circle your hips allowing you both to become lubed up with your arousal. He felt you begin to bounce, the movements slow at first as you pull yourself to the tip before slamming back down. The music became blurred in the background, he could only make out a few distant words. This felt so easy with you, the pleasure building up quickly as your walls clenched around him. This moment further confuses him with his ex-wife, and his insecurities of himself creeping in. Your hand redirected his face, guiding his view back to the present as you continued to ride him. Your teeth nibbled against his neck, hand entwined with his hair. Leon captured a nipple, sucking on it as he looked up at you, his eyes scanning the blissed-out look you had. “Don’t let her ruin you further Leon…You are perfect” You whimpered. The words shocked him, causing him to briefly stop sucking. Your hand rubbed the back of his head, pushing him gently to continue. “You never changed, she did”

His cock twitched inside you, his drunken mind becoming fuzzier with your appraisal. Your presence was a reminder to him that he never changed, he was still the same person he always wanted to be. His hips drove up into you. Your hands left his head to hold his shoulders as he began his assault on your cervix. His cock driving so deep inside you as he poured everything he could to make you feel good. Your clit throbbed as the whisps on his snail trail rubbed against it thanks to the small belly he had created. You moaned loudly, head falling back exposing your neck. Leon smiled against your breast, biting down on the nipple as you finally orgasmed around him. The papers and situation became forgotten as he felt himself spill inside of you, your greedy pussy taking everything he gave you as he continued to thrust it up. You smiled down at him as he let go of your breast, bringing his lips in for a kiss. He held you close, his softening cock still inside of you. Love was an unspoken word between the two of you, the actions and bond you shared proved how you felt enough. You savoured his warmth as he held you close on the armchair, enjoying the closeness. “Thank you” He whispered, burying his face in your neck. His head was now clear of the thoughts that previously clouded them.

“Anytime”

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You felt the metal shelf bite into your hands as you gripped it tightly. The items clanged as they shook with the force. A swirl of dancing lights soon became visible with how tightly you screwed your eyes shut. Your breaths cut short as you worked to control the pleasure coursing through your pussy. At the end of the aisle, Leon stood watching you, his fingers toying with the remote button deciding in his head whether he should increase the level of the toy sitting snugly inside you or let you breathe.

His cock thumped in his trousers as he stared at the display of you. His erection pressed at the zipper of his jeans so much it began to hurt. Leon watched, waiting for the small buckle of your knees to sign that you were close to your orgasm. You were good at hiding the signs from him so that you could feel the release not even caring if you were in the middle of the store. But you weren’t good enough, he had spent countless hours analysing your body. The way it moved, how it felt beneath or above him. He would be able to map out your spots of pleasure if someone asked him about it. Your back was turned to him but he didn’t need your facial expressions; his mind was already forming it from memory.

You tried your hardest to force the orgasm, to feel the coil that was so unbearably tight in your stomach snap. Whimpers of frustration threatened to leave your lips- the taste of blood filling your mouth from how hard you are biting your lip. Leon smirked when your breath of relief echoed down the aisle, your head whipping around to face him. On shaking legs, you returned to where he stood with the trolley. A scowl covering your features. “Why would you do that?” You whispered, poking his side when you finally made it back. Now you were closer he could see the tried tears that pricked at your eyes, the light sheen of sweat that decorated your forehead. “Oh I’m sorry I thought this was the intention of our little day out” Leon chuckled his lips touching your forehead briefly with a kiss. “Did you get the item you needed?” He teased looking at your empty hands, the shopping list now crumpled tightly in your hands. Your eyes glared at him, looping your arm with his as you dragged him to get the item with you.

He had done it a few more times during the trip, the pleasure now completely drenching your underwear. The fabric stuck to you uncomfortably. You also couldn’t ignore the gentle throb of your pussy a constant reminder of the release that you had yet been gifted. Leon didn’t fail to notice the frustration that bubbled up as you walked around like a ticking time bomb. He almost felt bad - almost - but you were too cocky and needed to be proven wrong with this challenge. At least in his mind.

Leon’s fingers thumped against the steering wheel, the remote trapped between his fingers like it was some form of fidget toy. Your fingers itched to snatch it out of his hands. Or at least dive underneath the skirt you were wearing and give your pussy the attention he was denying it. You watched as he turned into the drive-thru of a random fast food chain, his smirk prominent as his finger now toyed with the on button. The faint buzz filled your underwear- your already abused clit twitched again. “Stay quiet now” he said looking at you with a sickening grin before turning to the ordering machine. You didn't have to speak to say what you wanted, he already knew your order instantly so instead you allowed your body to relax against the constant flow, the hum low and bearable. That was until you approached the pay window and the vibrations increased “careful” he taunted as he watched the subtle grind of your hips.

He felt bad, part of him did at least. Watching you suffer like this, your body exhausted and sensitive. He wasn't helping with the way he gripped the wheel, the small adjustment of hips as he leaned over to pay. All movements that he knew just subtly turned you on with how his arms flexed or the veins that decorated his hands. You stared blankly at the number plate ahead instead refusing to make contact with his body; trying to remember the numbers instead of the now increased vibrations. You heard the click of the button, the highest level now beginning it's assault as you rolled up to the final window. You wanted nothing more than to just moan and whimper, plead that he would finally allow you to have your release. The food was warm when he dumped the bag on your lap, his fingers brushing yours as he handed you the two drinks. He smirked at your focus, your attempt to keep your hips from jolting everything. You let out a breathy whine as he finally pulled out of the drive thru, his window rolling up again trapping your noises in the car.

“Leon please…it's too much. Let me cum” you practically begged as soon as he pulled out on the road again. White hot pleasure soared through your system, your nerves now fuzzy. He smiled at the tears in your eyes, the trip on the paper drinks tray you had. “I suppose you have been good…”he drawled out, his tone low and teasing. You whined, bucking your hips so much he had to reach out and save the food. “Leon…please…I've been so good” you whimpered. He caved, increasing the toy once more as he pulled over. His hands took away the drinks from your own. Yours instantly gripping at your thighs instead. It was so close, right there the release you desperately needed.

He smiled as you groaned and collapsed against the chair, your orgasm finally flooding through you. He lowered the hum to the first setting, keeping it going until he at least got him to sort out his release. “Thank you” you whispered, your head flopping to the side to see his grin. His fingers stroked your head placing a kiss on your crown. “Good girl, now relax until we get home” he teased.

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The wind whipped at your hair as he sped up, your hands wrapped tightly around his waist holding onto for dear life as he sped through the streets. He was always reckless but never with you on the back so something clearly bothered him today. The car lights began to blur the faster he went. You wanted to embrace it, the thrill of being around him. His careless behaviour encouraged you to come out of your shell and become who you truly wanted to be. The stars shone brightly, their freedom mimicking your own as you both ran away from the troubles that seemed to linger in each other's lives.

The city looked like a sea of stars as he pulled over on the viewpoint, his headlight vaguely lighting up the cliff edge. You leaned into his back, saving the warmth that filtered through his leather jacket. His hair was messy, some strands sticking up all over the place. You however didn't fail to notice the bulge in his trousers, the one that twitched as you lowered your hands over it. His hand held yours there, pressing them further against the fabric as you felt it twitch against his fingers. “I didn’t know thrill-seeking got you going like that” You whispered against the shell of his ear. You could feel how tight his thighs were from holding the bike in place, the corners of his mouth twitched upwards into a small smirk.

You unwrapped your arms, swinging your leg over the bike to see him. His hands held onto your arms, his eyes finally meeting yours. God, he was beautiful in this light - he always was. You wished in the future you aged like him, like fine wine. The age bothered everyone but you and him, it worked somehow. Your innocence filled a hole deep inside of him, protectiveness swelling every time he saw you. Leon effortlessly lifted you back on the bike. Your legs now spread over his thighs, arms wrapped tightly around his neck as you looked at him. You could feel his cock twitch against your pussy as you pulled him in close.

His hands sprawled out on your back supporting you as your fingers worked on undoing his buttons. Swapping between holding the bike up so he could shimmy his underwear enough it cupped his balls cock. The cold air breezed his tip making him hiss. Your fingers gathered up the precum that was beginning to dribble from him, sucking on the salty liquid. His eyes darkened, lust blowing his pupils. He thanked the lord you decided to wear a leather skirt, despite his warnings of feeling cold. The skirt hiked up easily, sitting around your hips like a belt. Your thong pushed to the side, he could see the paintwork of his bike fog with the heat of your cunt. Your juices are highlighted in the dim light of the moon.

Leon helped you ease yourself on him, groaning at the warmth of your entrance as it enveloped him. His thrusts were shallow, hoping you would take the lead on this as he kept the bike upright. Not wanting to kick out the stand in fear of leaning too much. Thankfully you did, using the footholders as leverage you impaled yourself on him. Your arms gripping at the leather on his shoulder making it creak. You could feel every inch of him, his veins puffy and prominent as they dragged along your velvet walls. Leon threw his head back, his stubble-coated neck now in perfect position to suck on.

You smirked as your marks blossomed, his grunts breezing past your ear in clouds of white. In the distance, you could hear the highway, the cars zooming past wherever they wanted. Your pussy clenched at the thought, of someone appearing as you got impaled. “Such a good girl doing this for me…I’ve had such a hard day. I knew your pussy would make me feel better” Leon grunted in your ear, his hips shifting slightly jolting you upwards. Your whimper made his length throb inside you, you could feel every inch move your walls. He always felt so good. “I only want to make you feel good Daddy”

A new title for him, one that he was yet to be fully used to but every time your sweet voice chanted it by a prayer he couldn’t help but spill inside of your cunt. His age already made him feel slimy, often thinking that you could use some younger cock every once in a while - yet he always found you waiting for him at the same bar. Following him home like some lost puppy. ‘You preferred his more experienced dick’ you would always say as you begged for it. Hand looping in his belt greedily.

When the word slipped out for the first time those pretty eyes widened in shock, your legs tightened around his waist as if he was going to escape from you. He could feel your arousal pool at the bases of his cock, didn’t miss the way you clenched as you called him Daddy. Your pussy was too perfect to get pushed away, like a drug he could never get sober from. “Yeah always a good girl for daddy” he grunted back. He felt you clench and flutter around him as he spoke the word. Your moans signalled him as you drew closer to your release.

Your walls milked him as your orgasm shattered through you, your arousal drenching his cock and the fabric surrounding it. He watched the perfect arch form as you laid back against the hull of his bike, your shadow illuminated on the grass beside you. His hands gripped your thighs, attempting to thrust into you without tipping you both open. You were so perfect like this, blissed out, your cum covering his paint job. He swore he could almost see the steam rising off your body. The image alone caused him to spill inside you, each thrust depositing it further and further inside your tight cunt. Your breaths filled the silence, the eye contact intense as you looked at him.

“My place or yours?” He grunted out finally, already missing the feeling of you as you slipped off him. The both of you tucking yourselves back ready to leave. He smiled as you pressed yourself against his back again. “Yours…better get there quick before I ruin the seat”

With a chuckle and smirk, he sped off, joining the traffic as he raced home, the reward worth it for a speeding ticket.

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“I don’t remember Krauser teaching us this” Leon teased as you both practised the knots you had learnt in today's training. However, curiosity had gotten the best of you and you were now outlining certain parts of his body with the ‘extra’ rope. Leon took it like a champ, he didn’t complain about what you were doing. Instead, he let out small breathy moans and whimpers when the rope brushed past his nipple or when your hand drifted lower. It was now hovering next to his hips, your brain processing if creating a harness was a good idea. After all, you were both just practising, right?

During the lessons, it was hard not to notice Leon’s bulge as you both created the makeshift harness. His cargo trousers never did anything to hide that area anyway, every time he sat down it was painful not to look. The two of you were dormmates, after being the only two who didn’t mind the intersex room sharing in the whole camp. You had gotten along well, often sparing or training together out of hours. Krasuer had been impressed with your progress so he didn’t interfere. What he didn’t know was the benefit package you both had agreed on. At least to make the boot camp that much more bearable.

Leon had caught on to what you wanted to do and nodded. His hands were already tied behind his back so he didn’t have any means to stop it and that to you made it slightly more exciting. “What if we tried it in different ways? Something more exciting?” You said nervously. You had both used each other for release, Leon more than you when the nightmares had gotten too bad from whatever he had endured. “I mean the black rope is hard to see on my cargo” he spoke up, his confirmation you could explore your sudden ideas.

With his hands tied the task fell to you, your fingers shook as you worked on the button. You could feel him twitching underneath your touch as you undid the zip. Leon found the blush on your cheeks adorable as he watched you work. Your small gasp was like music to his cock as you looked at its prominent status in his boxers. “They are black too” You whispered. He almost didn’t hear it with how quiet you were. “You are so right” He chuckled. Another sign of his approval. You helped him pull down his trousers, his weeping cock now in view. His length curved slightly and that glorious vein was puffy - begging for you to drag your tongue up it. You worked quickly with the rope, focusing on the tension of the knots his body jolting as you moved him around. You could smell his arousal as the saltiness dripped down his length.

Leon wanted nothing more than to shove your mouth over his cock. He could feel your breath against his skin tickling the gaps in between his hairs. Your hair strands touch the sensitive area in teasing strokes. The only issue, his hands were still tied behind his back. You looked so smug when you saw his forearms flexing to free himself. The rope budged to support the movements without hurting him but it was still tight enough that he couldn't slip free. What made it was now you had finished the harness, the rope sitting directly around his cock making it even more prominent. The slight pressure squeezed his balls together as he moved. Your touch was feather-like, further adding to the overstimulation of his mind. Your chuckle was evil, taunting him.

“Do you need me to help you? It looks pretty sensitive” You muttered, your breath was so close. Breezing over the angry red tip. Leon groaned at your teasing, your bratty attitude beginning to turn him on even more. You had never gotten a chance to return the endless teasing he often gave to you. The constant nights of passing out of overstimulation finally looped back to him. What made it even better…he couldn’t do anything about it. “Baby I need you to suck my cock please…your breath is too much” Leon commanded. He was being polite you could give him that.

Your fingers wormed their way underneath the rope tugging his hips towards you also causing it to tighten around his balls earning a glare from him. Your tongue licked up the small dribble of cum that was spilling down the side like candle wax, his groan was guttural. You were sure the room next door would be able to hear what you were both doing. “Stop being a brat”

“Or what?”

Leon scoffed, his arms flexing once against you as he desperately sought to punish you; to shove his cock so far down your throat you croaked at the next role call in the morning. You took some pity on him, sinking your warm mouth around his length and gagging slightly as you took as much of him in. Leon groaned again attempting to lift his hips to thrust his cock into your mouth but forgot the harness surrounding his hips and your fingers still gripping the ropes. His hips didn’t move far, his gaze meeting you with a less than amused look.

You almost faltered and surrendered your control to him but you had outsmarted him this far. It would be a waste. So you hollowed out your cheeks and sucked, his tip hitting the back of your throat. Leon smirked as you gagged each time, he didn’t even have to force you to do it, you were just so dumb that you were doing it yourself. Despite the hold you had on the darkness, his balls practically bulging from between the ropes every time you tugged at them, he still had full control. You noticed he stopped struggling, instead, his eyes looked down at you, lust blowing them wide. His abs clenched as he drew closer to his finish.

Leon didn’t look away from you as he came. He kept the dead eye contact as his cum shot down your throat spilling out the sides. He was impressed you still swallowed, wondering if you were going to let it go to waste by dribbling out was going to be part of your bratty mood tonight. Leon smirked when you removed yourself from his cock, watching as it now shined in the light covered in your spit. “Is it my turn to practice now?” Leon grinned.

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The moonlight filtered through the cracks of the blinds of the hotel room. Your twin beds were in the middle of the room, the TV off to the side and a bathroom just by the entrance. Smaller than what you would have picked, you definitely wouldn't be sharing with Leon if they weren’t so tight with the accommodation budget. There was nothing wrong with the man, you admired his work ethic and had grown to admire him in many ways. The two of you worked well as partners; your fighting and problem-solving, methods complimented each other well enough that you barely failed a mission that you were assigned to together.

You were facing his bed, something you never normally did for fear of opening your eyes and seeing him looking back. It had happened one too many times, you could feel the phantom blush form from the last time. However, tonight he was on his back, his hair falling over his eyes, mouth parted slightly. You could very faintly hear the breaths as they left his lips. You had grown a crush on your partner - it was difficult for that to happen with how attractive and caring he was.

He looked so peaceful like this, dreaming whatever he was dreaming. Nothing disturbing him. Until you heard it. The shuffle of the duvet as he moved—the slick sounds of something wet. Your eyes scanned his form, tucking the duvet under your chin to give yourself more range. There it was, the subtle movement lower down. It was almost like he was itching his thigh…maybe that's what he was doing. It didn’t explain the wet sounds though.

He threw the duvet off next - maybe he was just sweaty. Your brain came up with any and every excuse you could think of until the moon hit the tip of his cock. You felt your throat tighten at the sight of it. His hand was gripped tightly around the base, squeezing it gently as his cock hardened. You watched it rise out of its slumber like an animal; Leon’s eyes were now open as he watched what he was doing. He paused his movements, listening to the sound of your breathing in case he was loud and woke you up. His eyes flicked over to your form for just a second and sighing in relief when he noticed your body hadn’t moved since the last time he checked.

His hand worked slowly up and down his erection. Your eyes followed the movement like you were watching a tennis game. Leon’s mind was filled with images of you, unable to get the thought of you underneath him out of his dreams. During your latest mission you were trapped together, bodies pressed against each other so close your breath mingled. Your hands were pressed against his chest, head tucked safely in his neck as he took advantage of the situation and pulled you closer. He felt bad - doing this whilst you were asleep next to him. Your dreams seemed far more peaceful than his own. That was until he saw your eyes weren’t closed, they were focused on his movements.

Leon bit his lip as he realised you were watching. His mind wondered if you were soaking your underwear at this sight, his brain refusing to acknowledge that you could be finding this weird. Instead using the fact that you were watching as an opportunity to make it more of a show. After all, you wouldn’t be staring at this so much if you didn’t like it. Your mouth watered as his pre cum appeared, dribbling out of the tip as if he was coaxing it out. You watched his thumb swipe it up to then spread down his cock as lubrication his movements now fluid and relaxed.

He squeezed the base of it again, cutting off the blood flow just enough to make his tip go fuzzy, the long vein that ran up the sides becoming prominent as it worked harder to supply the cock with blood. His other fingers circled the tip, taking advantage of the sensitive area as it was exposed. You watched as his erection twitched against his tight grip like it was trying to free itself slightly. Leon’s groans grew louder now he knew you were watching, no longer having the fear of waking you up. The cum dribbled down his length like candle wax, the mixture creating a small puddle at the base. God, you wanted to go over there and lick it up, suck him until he was completely dry but then he would know you were awake. So instead you tucked yourself in further now shielding the lower half of your face with the duvet.

You almost whined when his hand pulled away, now falling onto the mattress as he pushed himself to sit against the wall his bed was pressed against. He was facing you now, his legs dangling off the edge. His cock was right in your eyeliner now, making sure to angle it just right so that you got all of the action. The slow pump of his hand, his weeping tip.

His arms flexed with his movements, his abs as well - you hadn’t noticed he went to bed shirtless today. Your hand slipped down in between your legs, the waistband of your underwear tight over your wrist as you began to circle your clit matching his pace. Despite how sneaky you were in the darkness he noticed. His eyes darkened as you began to rub yourself, occasionally gathering arousal from your entrance to lubricate the action much like Leon did.

His cock glowed in the moonlight now it was covered in his cum. His head looked so sensitive every time he swiped over it. Leon threw his head back against the wall, his eyes shut tightly as he felt his ball tighten. He looked so majestic, his cock look so beautiful highlighted like this. A low groan escaped his lips as his cum began to pump through his cock, the largest vein pulsing as it shot out of that small slit in his tip. You watched it eagerly, your eyes beginning to water from how long it had been since you blinked. Your teeth clenched against the duvet as you came all over your fingers, your underwear now soaked as it caught all of the arousals that leaked out of it.

His post-orgasm state was angelic, his thighs coated in his cum. The thick ropes spread out over the muscles. His body was covered in a light sheen of sweat. He looked like he was glowing.

Your breath faltered when he opened his eyes, finally meeting your own with a teasing glare. “Liked the show, princess?”

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Of course, Leon had noticed your training had begun to slip, he was dragging himself to the shooting range with you every morning. No matter how hard he tried your score never increased. He could see your confidence slipping as the other recruits began to notice your low score. If he wanted to find you he was sure you were in the shooting range. You tried everything you could to get better and yet the more your confidence slipped so did your score. He could see the fire of ambition slowly die inside of you and decided enough was enough.

He hated being awake so early, especially after he spent the night in some stupid bar he stumbled into. At least you were thankful for the extra attention he was offering. He saw you standing outside the door to the shooting range, two coffees held in your hands as you looked off into the distance. Your headphones looked like earmuffs over your head as you wrapped up warm to fight the winter chill. It was early enough the range would be empty, none of the agents assigned to training groups of recruits would be arriving any time soon, and the sky was still dark. Your frame is highlighted dimly with the street lamps.

Your smile was brighter than any lingering stars as you saw him. Your sweater-covered hand holding out the hot drink to him. “I needed one so I thought you might as well” You spoke. He could hear your music as you pulled the headphones away from your head, they now hung around your neck. “Keep listening to music at that volume you won't need any ear protection when shooting” Leon teased. His heart fluttered at your shy smile blush coating your cheeks as your hands began rummaging your pockets for your phone to lower the volume.

Easing into the training wasn’t the hard thing, it was just your aim. It was even worse than before everyone started teasing, Leon predicted the constant bullying from everyone else was a direct result. So instead of following the methods of all the other agents assigned to this task, he took a kinder approach. Hoping his praise and chilled-out attitude would help you relax and not overthink. It worked to his credit; your aim was improving and your score was slowly increasing. Yet your mind loved the extra attention Leon gave you, heart fluttering at every adjustment he would step closer to do. His rewarding words heading to other areas.

You jumped slightly as he stepped closer to readjust your grip, his eyebrows pinching in confusion as his hands touched your hip. “You good? I didn’t mean to make you jump” Leon spoke. His breath tickled your neck causing you to flinch slightly, blush coating your cheeks as you felt bad for your reactions. You knew it was because you had woken up earlier than normal, your toy in your nightstand finding its purpose yet again after another dream of Leon fucking you. Having to face him after such a graphic dream was tough, his close proximity didn’t help either.

“I’m good sorry, I don't know why I’m so jumpy today..must have been a dream I had” You half laughed. Leon clearly assumed it was a nightmare the way he nodded, silently agreeing with you. “I’m here if you want to talk about it. We have time before the others show up”

He was too kind for his own good sometimes, his caring nature making him all the more alluring to him. You could have made up something, some random nightmare but Leon was smarter than that. He would have clocked on instantly. Instead, you chose the cheap side and said you didn’t want to talk about it. Leon just raised an eyebrow.

“Our training sessions are a safe space for everything and anything…Do you trust me?”

Your heart stuttered unable to think of a reply faster than the hot flush set in. “I do trust you…it’s just…just complicated” You muttered, your arms crossing over your chest as you met his gaze. You felt so small and shy like you were about to be scolded by a teacher. Once that was always nice to you and then you suddenly get into their bad books. “Complicated how?” Leon asked, his body now resting on the bench - nudging ammo out of the way to set his arms beside him. His hands looked so good, flexed over the edge of the table. His veins were now more prominent. They always looked well-kept. “Something on my hands?” he laughed meeting your eyeline. You broke out of your trance shaking your head. “No No, they just look good”

“My hands?”

God you were just making this worse. Digging yourself deep into a hole you weren’t sure you could get out of. Leon smirked, his teasing attitude written all over his face. He had already caught you out on your own lie, your body language speaking volumes over your words. Leon stood up, sauntering over to your stuttering form, his hands landing on your shoulders instantly calming you. “Do you ever relax?” He chuckled. Leon was so close, yet there was no gun in your hand. He was voluntarily in your space. “It’s hard to relax sometimes” You muttered back, hand rubbing the back of your neck nervously as you met his eyes. Leon chuckled, his face inches from yours. “Let me help you”

He watched your features for any rejection, giving you time to process his request. His grin grew when he saw it, the subtle nod of your head. His lips were softer than you originally thought they would be as they landed on yours. They worked in sync perfectly with yours. His presence was dominating demanding control which you gladly gave him. Leon spun you around, walking you back towards the shelf he was just perched on. You worked on removing your leggings, whilst he focused on his trousers. The kiss never broke.

He only broke it to hoist you up on the shelf, his body spreading your legs as he invaded your space. “You impressed me today. Seems our 1-1 time is working”

Leon tasted like the coffee you had given him this morning mixed with the faint taste of whiskey he drank last night. It was intoxicating. Your tongue already craving more. His compliments melted your brain as his lips muttered them against your neck. Blemishes making themselves known with the sting he left behind. Leon sunk his cock inside of you with a groan. Your walls instantly welcome him, warming him. “Fuck..pretty girl having such a perfect cunt” He grunted as he began to move.

He made sure you felt every inch, his hips pistoning inside you at such an insane speed. Leon’s hand gripped at your thighs, holding one over his hip as the other hand gripped at your head bringing you in for another kiss. Leon was bold and passionate with you. Worshipping every clench, moan or whimper you gave him as he continued to fuck you. “Such a good girl, I should reward you like this all the time and then maybe you’ll be the best agent there is”

Your brain faltered at creating any form of a coherent response, the letters jumbling up as your head fell against his shoulder. His praise continued to tighten the coil in your stomach, almost ready to snap. “Be a good girl and cum before the others arrive, I want to feel it around my cock”

He groaned loudly as you finally snapped, your cum instantly coating his cock coating his trousers. The forces of your orgasm caused his. He moaned as your legs tightened around him, trapping him inside as he coated your walls. “There's more if you break your record in front of the rest of them”
“Seems like a worthy reward”

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There were many presents underneath the tree, some beautifully hand wrapped by you and some had an attempt by Leon. The lights gave off a warm glow against the red and gold theme, a few personalized baubles lingering in spots. Tinsel decorated the walls in low hung strips, along with various other decorations. Leon loved it. This small home he had found and crafted with you at the heart. His present was the biggest this year, his eyes often lingering on it as he tried to figure it out without touching. A small game he had made for himself. You both wanted a quiet Christmas one final one before the impending arrival of your first baby came. So your parents had dropped off their gifts, the pile larger than he had ever seen. Most of them no doubt for the baby.

You were elsewhere in the house, he could hear the sweet tunes leave your lips as you hummed to yourself. He hated how active you were still, despite only being 6 months along. Always finding things to do, thanks to his job you were able to take an early maternity leave and not worry about the financial situation from it. He found you in the nursery, folding up the many clothes you had been preparing since finding out the gender. A girl. Something that he didn't know he needed until he found out, his heart already full of love for her.

“She's not even here yet and has got you doing her laundry” he joked. You jolted slightly after having not heard him enter the room but you still greeted him with a warm smile. The brightest thing he has ever laid his eyes on. “Someone's gotta do it, her daddy has been staring at the presents all day” you teased. Oh how you loved his laugh, the natural belly laugh he only seemed to use when you were around. “Maybe I can open one early?” He smirked “might tempt me not to stare at them anymore”

“You are talking like you already have you eye on one”

Of course he did. He was a giant child at heart, practically swaying on his feet as he waited for your answer. You nodded, holding your hands out for him to help you up. You smiled as his hands instantly found your waist, tucking you into his side as he sped walked into the living room. His smile was childish as looked amongst the gifts, searching the tags for the ones that signed your name. You watched as he realized the one he wanted was from you, heavy and hard. Almost like a book. “Choosing that one?” you smirked at him. Leon nodded his hair falling all over his face as he exaggerated the movement.

His fingers worked delicately on the tape, making sure not to rip the wrapping paper. It was definitely a book only the cover was black, adding to the alluding mystery he had created in his small mini game. He could see you smile - a small timid one as he opened the pages. An album, filled with images of a place he didn't recognize. It wasn't until he turned the next page he was shocked. Your maternity photo shoot…in lingerie?

Leon had made numerous comments on your changes as they came, his erection more prominent when he would gaze upon at night. ‘There's nothing sexier than what you are doing for our future’ he would always claim. He was more than happy to satisfy your hormones early on in the pregnancy. His cock was probably red and sore with the amount of times you woke him up needing him. Yet as you grew your frustrations increased but his willingness to help decreased in fear of hurting you. Something completely justified but it left you aching. To combat this you booked a boudoir shoot. Dressing yourself up and being guided into the sexier positions with the photographer. The idea was being saved until a wedding came around, always wanting to give it to him on your wedding day. But times grew desperate as did you.

“Honey this is…wow”

That's all he has to say? After that time and money you put into modelling this, just for a touch. You were sad, almost going to cry because of these damn hormones until you saw it. The curve in his sweatpants that slowly grew with a small twitch. His breath hitching as he turned the page. Leon couldn't describe how turned he was, the erection came almost instantly. At least he knew his drinking hadn't affected it yet. You had made him his own version of a playboy magazine, looking extremely attractive whilst being swollen with evidence of himself. “Is it good?” You asked, your voice timid as you shrunk in on yourself. Leon chuckled, his eyes finally meeting yours with a darkened glare. One that held only pure admiration and lust.

He stalked over to you, sitting on the sofa beside you. His lips encased your own, keeping you trapped in a whirlpool of affection and passion. His hands fell onto your hips gently hitching up the fabric of your summer dress until he found the waistband of your underwear. “Leon? Did you like it?”

His heart cracked at you attempting to seek his approval, as if his actions weren't words enough as your insecurities grew. “I loved it”

With that he guided you on his lap, enjoying the feel of you as your lips crashed against each other in another battle for dominance. Your hands worked on his buttons whilst he slipped your underwear aside. Leon slid into you with ease, his thrusts shallow and small as you worked yourself on his cock. Admiring your breasts in the small dress you were wearing, how they now grew in size. Your small belly pressing against his as you rocked against him. It was heavenly, he wanted nothing more than to be treated like this. In the corner of his eye he could see the present open on the floor, the imagery only spurring him on further until he finally felt his balls tighten.

His load coated your walls, the warmth spreading inside causing them to flutter and clench around his softening cock as you orgasmed around him. Your head landed in his neck, catching your breath. After all, it had been a while since you could do this for so long. Leon lifted you up, the two of you still connected. Silently carrying you to the bedroom where you assumed he was going to continue giving you an early Christmas present

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He was bigger than you thought as he towered over you; his leaking cock dripping steadily. An effect he found out only came from you, after he spent many nights chatting to you in discord. The explicit photos that you would trade with him. His photos never did him justice, his cock was so pretty, long veins running up the side. His head poked through and was sensitive. “Leon…I don't think this will fit?” You spoke, chuckling nervously. Leon smirked looking back at his cock, grabbing the base as he knelt on the bed. “It's fine we can just make sure your warmed up”

Leon's age didn't make you uncomfortable, he never pressured you to do anything. He was patient and kind about how you ended up in this situation. Your constant chatter ended up with a friendship better than anyone in your real life, his texts and notifications never failing to make you laugh and smile. Then he was in town and asked to meet you. You never meant for you to end up in this situation, the winter chill settling in as he offered you his jacket. His arm pressing you into his side when he asked if you would like to return to the hotel. It took a bunch of room service chips thrown at you to finally cave, smelling the leather that lingered on his neck as he pulled you in closer. His lips vaguely tasted of aged whiskey.

He allowed you to lead, your fingers removing his shirt first. Your fingers running along the raised parts of his skin, each nightmare he's faced a mark now permanently marked. Yet, now you lay here beneath him as his fingers slide through your folds gathering the slick that had begun to dribble out of your hungry cunt. Leon hadn't expected this to happen when he offered to meet up. Fully expecting to have wormed his way each meetup, of course he had planned more. You messaged him everyday - he didn't care where he was, your text chime made him swoon instantly. Just having updates of someone's regular life instead of his chaotic one.

His fingers scissored your entrance, opening you. Curling expertly to hit the spongy inside of your g-spot. Your moans spurred him one, fingers digging in crescent marks on his wrist and he continued to scoop you out. The slick sounds made his cock spew out even more pre cum. You felt better than he ever imagined, he couldn't wait to sink his cock inside you. Your walls clenched around him, hands dragging him in further as you rose against them. Your head was buried in the pillows…he hoped your perfume lingered on them so he could rub his nose against them as he rubbed his cock later.

“Leon…please…”

Your breasts bounced as your chest heaved desperate breaths riding out the orgasm that was now shattering through you. He wished he propped up a phone somewhere, to record this moment for later use. To have this memory every single time. He didn't give you time to relax, to regain your breath. His cock splitting you open almost instantly. Leon almost felt bad, for what he did but wow did you feel it was worth it to capture that gasp with his lips. To force his tongue in your throat and taste you. He moved quickly, half of his cock not fitting inside of you unless he forced it deeper. The stretch turned from pain to pleasure. His hand hoisting your leg over his hip. Holding you open as he forced more of himself in. “Leon it's too big”

“You can take it…you’re being so good” he cooed, his lips attacking your neck sucking marks on the soft skin. You whimpered, moaned, begged all with a smile on your face. Loving the attention and praise he gave you as he forced more and more of his girth. His balls tapped your ass, you knew it was only time until they were slapping against the soft flesh of your ass hard the only sign you would get that he was fully sheathed inside of you. That was until you heard his swear. “Christ baby look at that” Leon smirked. His hand landing on your stomach, a small imprint of him forcing himself inside. He kept going, the sight turning him on. You were so perfect beneath him, so small…so cute.

His cock twitched and you felt it everywhere, you felt each drag of his veins as he moved. Your walls tightened enough around him. “Fuck…I need you to cum…please…baby you gotta”

Leon begging? He never thought he would be doing this, that a pussy so good would make him this weak. His thrusts became sloppy, his moans filling your ears. “Please…baby”

With his request you came, your cum dripping out allowing his movements to become more fluid. His cock sliding out, the tip caressing your cervix each time as he thought of nothing but filling you up with himself. Knowing that this pussy was ruined by him. He orgasmed with the idea that you would never be able to get as good as you did in this moment. That no you would never replace the feeling of his thrusts, that you would be left with no other choice than to come back to him. Beg to see him again until you are satisfied. “Fucking hell” he breathed against you, his larger frame hovering over yours. Your chuckle was sweet, matching how you tasted when you kissed him.

It was only a few days later when you hugged him at the airport, your legs ached. Hips clicking as you walked - not that you would give him the satisfaction of knowing that. “Until we meet again” Leon smiled down at you, his arms covering most of you. “Hopefully soon…don't want to leave me aching” you smiled. Leon could have melted right there, dragged you to the nearest bathroom and gave you one last good fuck but it would be better to wait. To see your sweet little notifications begging to see him again…to feel him again. So he smirked; a laugh following the action. “I'll make sure to take more jobs in this area”

His phone chimed when he got off the plane, your username putting an instant smile on his face with a text that reads

‘nothing feels the same…you've